| Andrew Lang - 1891 - 816 oldal
...o'er the Past (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast ! in For, alas ! alas ! with me The light of Life is o'er ! 'No more — no...the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar ! IV And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where... | |
| Henry Augustin Beers - 1891 - 296 oldal
...But o'er the past (Dun gulf I) my spirit hovering lies, Mute, motionless, aghast 1 For, alas ! alas I with me The light of life is o'er. " No more — no...the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar I And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where... | |
| Henry Augustin Beers - 1891 - 298 oldal
...motionless, aghast 1 For, alns 1 alas! with me The light of life is o'er. " No more—n» more—no more—" (Such language holds the solemn sea To the...the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar I And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where... | |
| Edward William Cole - 1892 - 412 oldal
...but o'er the past (Dim gulf !) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast ! For, alas ! alas ! with me The light of life is o'er ! No more — no...where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams 1 PIERROT. FE Weatherly. By kind permission of Marshalls, Limited, 70, Berners... | |
| 1898 - 560 oldal
...To One in Paradise " starry hope did rise but to be overcast. Of himself he says : For alas! alas! with me The light of life is o'er! " No more — no...thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar. In this poem we catch the full sweep of Titanic despair, from the virility of passion at its climax... | |
| 1892 - 636 oldal
...with fairy fruits and flowers And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too bright to last ! * • * * No more, no more, no more, (Such language holds the...solemn sea To the sands upon the shore) Shall bloom the thunder blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar. And all my days are trances And all my nightly dreams... | |
| Benjamin Ives Gilman - 1892 - 60 oldal
...fortress and a shrine, All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers Ah. dream too bright to last ! * * * * No more, no more, no more, (Such language holds the...solemn sea To the sands upon the shore) Shall bloom the thunder blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar. And all my days are trances And all my nightly dreams... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1895 - 372 oldal
...But o'er the Past (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast ! For, alas ! alas ! with me The light of Life is o'er ! " No more —...thy footstep gleams, — In what ethereal dances. By what eternal streams. TO FS S. O D. THOU wouldst be loved ? Then let thy heart From its present... | |
| Margaret Fuller - 1895 - 440 oldal
...but o'er the Past (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast ! For, alas ! alas ! with me The light of life is o'er ! No more — no...where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. The poems breathe a passionate sadness, relieved sometimes by touches very... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1895 - 308 oldal
...but o'er the Past (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast. For, alas ! alas ! with me The light of Life is o'er! No more — no...are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy gray eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams.... | |
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