 | 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...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 thy... | |
 | 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...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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Karl M. Dallenbach, Madison Bentley, Edwin Garrigues Boring, Margaret Floy Washburn - 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... | |
 | 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...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 - 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 —...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... | |
 | 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...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... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - 1896 - 466 oldal
...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 streams.... | |
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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... 
