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" But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:... "
Poetry of America: Selections from One Hundred American Poets from 1776 to 1876 - 128. oldal
szerző: William James Linton - 1878 - 387 oldal
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 oldal
...killing my Annabel Lee. " But our love, it was stronger by far than the love Of those who are older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the...without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; 1 And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: And so, all the...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 386 oldal
...killing my Annabel Lee. " But our love, it was stronger by far than the love Of those who are older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the...without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; 1 And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: And so, all the...

Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, 6. kötet

Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 504 oldal
...many far wiser than we — And neither the angele in heaven above, Nor the demon« down under the eea. Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful...the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And во all tho night-tide, I lie down by the Bide Of my darling, my darling, my life, and my bride, In...

The Ladies' Companion

1861 - 378 oldal
...and lost one, whom he veils under the name of " Annabel Lee ;" and thus runs its last verse : — " For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams,...the bright eyes, Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. And 10 all the night-tide I lie down by the side, Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride,...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 oldal
...Annabel Lee. " For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee ; i And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes...beautiful Annabel Lee : And so, all the night-tide, I He down by the side Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by...

The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1850 - 598 oldal
...AXXABF.L I-ti. But our love it was stronger by far than the ••••'•' Of those who were oldiT than we — Of many far wiser than we — And neither the angels in heaven above, JVor the demons down under the sea. Can ever dissever my soul from the s-iul Of the beautifui AXXAHF.L...

Hurry-graphs; Or, Sketches of Scenery, Celebrities and Society, Taken from Life

Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1851 - 256 oldal
...killing my Annabel Lee. " But our love, it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we — Of many far wiser than we — • And neither...Lee : And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea — In...

Hurry-graphs; Or, Sketches of Scenery, Celebrities and Society, Taken from Life

Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1851 - 380 oldal
...killing my Annabel Lee. " But our love, it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the...heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea, Can never dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee : " For the moon never beams, without...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour: And Poems

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 oldal
...killing my Annabel Lcc. But our love it was stronger by far than tho love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the...ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel'Lee. For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee ; And...

The American Magazine, 1. kötet

1851 - 334 oldal
...dеnions down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from thе soul O: the beautiful ANNABEL LEC : For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNADЕL 1я; e ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright cyoe Of the beautiful ANN ABEL LEI;...




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