 | Robert Kemp Philp - 1863 - 1194 oldal
...knell.*, In a happy Runic rhyme, To the rolling of the belli — And the people-ah ! the pe»ple — They that dwell up in the steeple, All alone, And who tolling, tolling, tolling, In that muflled monotone. Feel a glory in to rolling On the human heart a stone— They are neither man nor... | |
 | Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 oldal
...of the night, How we shiver with affright, At the melancholy menace of their tone! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is...man nor woman — They are neither brute nor human — They are Ghouls: And their king it is who tolls; And he rolls, rolls, rolls, Rolls A psean from... | |
 | 1855 - 724 oldal
...silence of the night, How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is...neither man nor woman; They are neither brute nor liumim, They are Ghouls: And their king It is who tolls ; And he rolls, rolls, rolls, Rolls A piean... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 oldal
...of the night, How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone ! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is...nor woman — • They are neither brute nor human — They are Ghouls : And their king it is who tolls ; And he rolls, rolls, rolls, Rolls A paean from... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 oldal
...their throats And the people—ah, the people— They that dwell up in the steeple, • Is a groan.. All alone, And who tolling, tolling, tolling, In that...muffled monotone, .., Feel a glory in so rolling ,. On j;he human heart a stone— They are' ! 'neither man nor woman— They are neither brute nor human—... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 oldal
...of the night, How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone ! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is...man nor woman — They are neither brute nor human — They are Ghouls : And their king it is who tolls ; And he rolls, rolls, rolls, Rolls A paean from... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 oldal
...of the night, How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone ! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is...man nor woman — They are neither brute nor human — They are Ghouls : And their king it is who tolls ; And he rolls, rolls, rolls, Rolls A paean from... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1853 - 588 oldal
...of lhe night. How we shiver with affright At the melaneholy menace of their tone ! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is...They are neither man nor woman — They are neither hrute nor human — They are Ghouls : And their king it is who tolls; And he rolls, rolls, rolls, Rolls... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1853 - 594 oldal
...melancholy menace of their tone ! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groau. And the people — ah, the people— They that dwell...man nor woman — They are neither brute nor human — They are Glionls : Anil their king it is who tolls ; And he rolls, rolls, rolls, Rolls A paean... | |
 | Ludwig Herrig - 1854 - 580 oldal
...silence of the night, How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is...people — ah, the people — They that dwell up in the stceplu -» All alone And who, tolling, tolling, tolling, In that muffled monotone, Feel a glory in... | |
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In the silence of the night How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan. And the people — ah, the people, They that dwell up in the steeple, All alone,... 
