| Margaret Sprague Carhart - 1917 - 410 oldal
...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 damn6d Earth! — And I ! — to-night my heart is light ! No dirge will I upraise,25 But waft the... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1917 - 460 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 hallowed mirth, x "Should catch the note, as it doth float up from the damne'd Earth. "To friends above, from fiends... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1917 - 412 oldal
...texts except BJ and Graham's'). Let no bell toll, then, lest her soul, amid its hallowed mirth, 23 Should catch the note as it doth float up from the damne'd Earth ! And I — to-night my heart is light : — no dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1917 - 462 oldal
...to-night My heart is light — , No dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight With a Pxan 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,... | |
| 1919 - 966 oldal
...grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of Heaven ! Let no bell toll, then,— lest her eFK )A. [ ? n;ȋ ; ! And I ! — to-night my heart is light ! — no dirge will I upraise, 2 5 But waft the angel on her... | |
| University of Texas. Library. John Henry Wrenn Library - 1920 - 334 oldal
...grief and moan to a golden throne beside the King of Heaven : — 'r.' 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 1 1 — tonight my heart is light ! — no dirge will I upraise But waft the angel on her flight... | |
| Elmer James Bailey - 1922 - 282 oldal
...to a full conviction that the soul passes to another plane of existence. In Lenore, he exclaimed, " To friends above, from fiends below, the indignant ghost is. riven — From Hell into a high estate far up within the Heaven — From grief and groan to a golden throne beside the... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1895 - 298 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, Sherwin Cody - 1924 - 516 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,... | |
| Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Edward Douglas Snyder - 1927 - 1288 oldal
...on her flight With a Psean of old days! Let no bell toll! Lest her sweet soul, so Amid its hallow'd mirth, Should catch the note As it doth float Up from...damned earth — To friends above, from fiends below, 55 Th' indignant ghost is riven — From grief and moan To a gold throne Beside the King of Heaven!"... | |
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