 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1881 - 588 oldal
...but o'er the Past (Dim gnlf!) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast ! For, alas ! alas ! with me The light of Life is o'er ! "No more — no more — no more — " (Such langnage holds the solemn sea To the sands upon the shore) Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree. Or... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1882 - 226 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...the thunder-blasted tree. Or the stricken eagle soar ! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1882 - 430 oldal
...Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my blushing bride. F. R, PickersgHL 63 TO ONE IN PARADISE. Such language holds the solemn sea To the sands upon the shore. Birket Foster. 66 DREAM-LAND. Shrouded forms that start and sigh As they pass the wanderer by. FR Pickersgitt.... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 498 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 —...thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where thy... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1883 - 222 oldal
...motionless, aghast 1 For, alas 1 alas 1 with me The light of Life is o'er I No more — no moie— no more— (Such language holds the solemn sea To...the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar ! 7 And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where... | |
 | Anna Lydia Ward - 1883 - 662 oldal
...They who see the Flying Dutchman never, never, reach the shore. JOHN BOYLE O'REtLLY. KURF-EDGES. " No more, no more, no more " (Such language holds the solemn sea To the sands upon the shore.) EDGAE ALLAN POE: To One in Paradise, St. iii. SURF. QPLENDORS of morning the billow-crests brighten,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1883 - 668 oldal
...sea To the sands upon the shore), Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar ! Now all my hours are trances ; And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances — By what Italian... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1884 - 454 oldal
...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...the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar 1 Now all my hours are trances ; And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where... | |
 | Lyon Gardiner Tyler - 1884 - 666 oldal
...me ! Ambition all is o'er; No more — no more — no more — (Snch laUKuajte holds the solemn sen To the sands upon the shore,) Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Or stricken eagle sour." [Loud applause.] MR. MACFABLAND. — Though it is not strictly in order, I will... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1885 - 304 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 —...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... | |
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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... 
