 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 966 oldal
...grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of Heaven ! Let no bell toll, then, — lest her d the shapes that creep Under the np from the damned Earth ! And I ! — to-night my heart is light ! — no dirge will I upraise, Bnt... | |
 | William Lander Weber - 1901 - 292 oldal
...grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of Heaven ! Let no bell toll, then, — lest her soul, amid its hallowed mirth, Should catch the note as it doth float up from the damned Earth ! And I ! — to-night my heart is light! — -no dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1901 - 964 oldal
...grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of Heaven ! Let no bell toll, then, — lest her ! And 1 1 — to-night my heart is light ! — no dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 202 oldal
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 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 470 oldal
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 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 706 oldal
...grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of Heaven." Let no bell toll then ! — lest her soul, amid its hallowed mirth, Should catch the note as it doth float up from the damned Earth ! — And I ! — to-night my heart is light ! No dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 364 oldal
...her eyes. " Avaunt ! — to-night My heart is light — But waft the angel on her flight With a Paean of old days ! Let no bell toll ! Lest her sweet soul, Amid its hallow'd mirth, Should catch the note As it doth float Up from the damned earth — To friends above,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 358 oldal
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 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 394 oldal
...to-night My heart is light — No dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight With a Paean of old days ! Let no bell toll ! Lest her sweet soul, Amid its hallow' d mirth, Should catch the note As it doth float Up from the damned earth — To friends above,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1903 - 386 oldal
...to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight with a paean of old days! Let no bell toll! — lest her sweet...From grief and groan to a golden throne beside the TO ONE IN PARADISE THOU wast that all to me, love, For which my soul did pine — A green isle in the... | |
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Avaunt! to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, "But waft the angel on her flight with a Paean of old days ! "Let no bell toll! — lest her sweet soul, amid its hallowed mirth, "Should catch the note, as it doth float up from the damned... 
