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58. oldal - A poem, in my opinion, is opposed to a work of science by having, for its immediate object, pleasure, not truth ; to romance, by having for its object an indefinite instead of a definite pleasure, being a poem only so far as this object is attained ; romance presenting perceptible images with definite, poetry with indefinite sensations, to which end music is an essential, since the comprehension of sweet sound is our most indefinite conception.
246. oldal - Events not to be controlled have prevented me from making, at any time, any serious effort in what, under happier circumstances, would have been the field of my choice. With me poetry has been not a purpose, but a passion ; and the passions should be held in reverence ; they must not — they cannot at will be excited, with an eye to the paltry compensations, or the more paltry commendations, of mankind.
57. oldal - His wit to love — his wine to fire — And so, being young and dipt in folly I fell in love with melancholy, And used to throw my earthly rest And quiet all away in jest — I could not love except where Death Was mingling his with Beauty's breath Or Hymen, Time, and Destiny Were stalking between her and me. O, then the eternal Condor years. So shook the very Heavens on high, With tumult as they thunder'd by; I had no time for idle cares, Thro
74. oldal - My feelings at this moment are pitiable, indeed. 1 am suffering under a depression of spirits, such as I have never felt before. I have struggled in vain against the influence of this melancholy ; you will believe me, when I say that I am still miserable in spite of the great improvement in my circumstances. I...
81. oldal - And then did we, the seven, start from our seats in horror, and stand trembling, and shuddering, and aghast: for the tones in the voice of the shadow were not the tones of any one being, but of a multitude of beings,, and, varying in their cadences from syllable to syllable, fell duskily upon our ears in the well remembered and familiar accents of many thousand departed friends.
272. oldal - There was no clothing on the bed, which was only straw, but a snow-white counterpane and sheets. The weather was cold, and the sick lady had the dreadful chills that accompany the hectic fever of consumption. She lay on the straw-bed, wrapped in her husband's great-coat, with a large tortoise-shell cat in her bosom.
75. oldal - I am sorry to see you in such plight as your letter shows you in. It is strange that just at this time, when everybody is praising you, and when fortune is beginning to smile upon your hitherto wretched circumstances, you should be invaded by these blue devils.
150. oldal - In the whole composition there should be no word written of which the tendency, direct or indirect, is not to the one preestablished design.
53. oldal - Poe soon began to chafe under the discipline, though he stood high and well in his classes : third in French and seventeenth in mathematics, in a class of eighty-seven. One of his contemporaries there indeed writes : " He was an accomplished French scholar, and had a wonderful aptitude for mathematics...