 | Henry Augustin Beers - 1895 - 320 oldal
...Mute, motionless, aghast! For, alas! alas ! with me The light of life is o'er. " No more—no more—no more—" (Such language holds the solemn sea To the...where thy footstep gleams,— In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams! FROM "THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF USHER." AT THE termination of this sentence... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, George Edward Woodberry - 1895 - 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...all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams r Are where thy gray eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams In what ethereal dances, By what eternal... | |
 | Jon Stallworthy - 1986 - 422 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 more...are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy grey eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. William... | |
 | Gilbert Keith Chesterton - 1986 - 608 oldal
...go. O, what a road of rust indeed! O, what a Rotten Row! (1925) ON BEING FORBIDDEN TO FEED THE DOG No more, no more, no more! Such language holds the solemn sea, The sands upon the shore shall bloom The thunder-blasted tree Or the stricken eagle soar — No more,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1976 - 676 oldal
...Past (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies, Mute, motionless, aghast! For alas! alas! with me The iight of life is o'er. "No more — no more — no more,"...thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar! Now all my hours are trances; And all my nightly dreams Are where the dark eye glances, And where thy... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 oldal
...Prim; TAP; TrGrPo; WBLP The Assignation 7 Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine: 8 dith P. Hazen By what eternal streams. AA; AmPP; AnAmPo; BLPL; BoLoP; LiTA; OBEV; OxBA; PoLF; TAP; TrGrPo The Bells... | |
 | Louis J. Budd, Edwin Harrison Cady - 1993 - 308 oldal
...love, Lenore! At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon. For, alas! alas! with me The light of Life is o'er! No more — no...thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar! That motley drama — oh, be sure It shall not be forgot! With its Phantom chased forevermore By a... | |
 | Nancy Kiefer - 1995 - 84 oldal
...reads. Sometimes I can even hear him. It's not my imagination. Last night I heard him. He said..."and all my days are trances, and all my nightly dreams are where thy grey eye glances, and where thy footstep gleams...in what ethereal dances...by what eternal streams."... | |
 | Anthony Powell - 1995 - 748 oldal
...for whom, for some reason, I always had a weakness — when he trafficked in a similar vein : 'Now all my days are trances And all my nightly dreams Are where thy grey eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances By what eternal streams.'... | |
 | Jutta Ernst - 1996 - 218 oldal
...Wiederkehr des Vergangenen gibt es nicht. Das bringt vor allem Strophe drei zum Ausdruck: For alas! alas! with me The light of life is o'er. "No more - no more...the shore,) Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Orthe stricken eagle soar! (Works 2: 162; V. 14-20) In dem "no more" klingt bereits das später in... | |
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On! on!"— 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 more... 
