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" gone before," with Hope, that flew beside, Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride— For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies, The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes— The life still there, upon... "
The Canadian Journal of Industry, Science and Art - 105. oldal
1857
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The tales and poems of Edgar Allan Poe, with biogr. essay by J.H ..., 4. kötet

Edgar Allan Poe - 1884 - 408 oldal
...Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride — For her, the fair and d&onnaire, that now so lowly lies, The life upon her yellow hair...I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight with a paean of old days ! Let TIG bell toll ! — lest her sweet soul, amid its hallowed mirth, Should catch...

Lenore

Edgar Allan Poe - 1885 - 48 oldal
...child that should have been thy bride, — For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies, I The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes,...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 Poems of Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe - 1885 - 218 oldal
...Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride — For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies, The life upon her yellow hair...upon her hair — the death upon her eyes. " Avaunt I to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, " But waft the angel on her flight with a Psean...

Parodies of the Works of English & American Authors, 2. kötet

1885 - 304 oldal
...bride ; Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies, The life upon her yellow hair,...still there upon her hair, the death upon her eyes. IV. " Avaunt ! to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight...

The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe, with a prefatory notice, by J. Skipsey

Edgar Allan Poe - 1885 - 304 oldal
...the fair and ddbonnaire, that now so lowly The life upon her yellow hair, but not within her eyes — [her eyes. The life still there, upon her hair— the death upon " Avaunt ! to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, [days ! But waft the angel on her flight...

Lenore

Edgar Allan Poe - 1885 - 50 oldal
...The sweet Lcnorc hath " gone before," with Hope, that flew beside, For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies The life upon her yellow hair...I upraise, "But waft the angel on her flight with а Ргеап of old days ! " Let no bell toll ! lest her sweet soul, amid its hallowed mirth, " Should...

Elzevir Classics: Being Choice Selections Reprinted from the Elzevir Library ...

1887 - 410 oldal
...Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride! For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies, The life upon her yellow hair,...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...

Gleanings After Harvest: Or, Idylls of the Home. Studies and Sketches

John Richard Vernon - 1890 - 346 oldal
...could give her in the olden days. She is a white-violet now. And it is a piteous sight to see her: " The life upon her yellow hair, but not within her...still there upon her hair, the death upon her eyes." Mignonette came, day by day, to help the widower, and to take care for a while of the children. Sincerely...

The Magazine of Poetry and Literary Review, 5. kötet

1893 - 472 oldal
...Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride — For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies, The life upon her yellow hair...still there, upon her hair— the death upon her eyes. "A vaunt! to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight with...

American Song: A Collection of Representative American Poems, with ...

Arthur Beaman Simonds - 1894 - 344 oldal
...' gone before,' with Hope, that flew beside, Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes— The life still there, upon her hair—the death upon her eyes. " Avaunt! to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, But...




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