 Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor,...  The Complete Poems of Edgar Allan Poe - 20. oldalszerző: Edgar Allan Poe - 1895 - 353 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Henry Mayhew, Mark Lemon, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman - 1897 - 706 oldal
...moon ! Oh, the yells, yells, yells I What a tale their chorus tells Of despair! How they rattle, rush, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the moist malodorous air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging And the slanging, How the custom... | |
 | Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 oldal
...expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor Now — now to sit, or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon ! O, the bells, bells, bells ! What a tale their terror tells Of despair! How they clang, and clash,... | |
 | 1851 - 608 oldal
...prophet he was : " What a tale their terror tells of Despair I How they clan-;, and clash, and roar I What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air !" Carlyle, too, who anticipated the American women's movement, knew well its dire effect. In his French... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 oldal
...and frantic fire Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavour Now — now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced...horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating ak ! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows ;... | |
 | Benson John Lossing - 1852 - 948 oldal
...clangor of bells met us upon the waters, almost as far distant as the lurid glare of the flames. " Oh the bells, bells, bells, What a tale their terror...horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air ! In the startled car of night How they scream out their affright ! Too much horrified to speak, They... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 oldal
...frantic fire Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavour Now—now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon....bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour . On the bosom of the palpitating air!... | |
 | Benson John Lossing - 1852 - 946 oldal
...clangor of bells met us upon the waters, almost as far distant as the lurid glare of the flames. " Oh the bells, bells, bells, What a tale their terror...tells Of despair ! How they clang, and clash, and roar 1 What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air ! In the startled ear of night How... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 oldal
...expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor Now — now to sit or never,...tells Of Despair ! How they clang, and clash, and roar ! Wha^ta horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air 1 f • Yet the ear it fully knows,... | |
 | 1853 - 848 oldal
...expostulation to the deaf and frantk tire; Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire. 0 the bells, bells, bells ! What a tale their terror...horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air ! This is an achievement in versification which even Southey, curious and studiously desirous of excelling... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1853 - 588 oldal
...endeavor Now — now to sit or never, By the side uf the pale-faced moon. 0, the hells, hells, hells ! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair ! How they...clash, and roar ! What a horror they outpour On the hosom of the palpitating air ! Yet the ear it fully knows, l'y the twanging. And the clanging, How... | |
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