 | Margaret Fuller - 1978 - 406 oldal
...rose.)" * "For her, the lair and debonair, that now so lowly lies, The life upon her yellow hair, hut not within her eyes — The life still there, upon her hair — the death upon her eyes." This kind of beauty is especially conspicuous, then rising into dignity, in the poem called "The Haunted... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2004 - 450 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,...there upon her hair, the death upon her eyes. "Avaunt! — avaunt! to friends from fiends the indignant ghost is riven — From Hell unto a high estate within... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1984 - 1440 oldal
...Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride — For her, the fair and debonair, — avaunt! to friends from fiends the indignant ghost is riven — From Hell unto a high estate within... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Gary Richard Thompson - 1984 - 1572 oldal
...inward pain Who thought to sing thy dirge, must sing thy Pzan! In a poem called "Lenore," we have it k p s` . Pxan of old days. At page 13, Mr. Lord says of certain flowers that Ere beheld on Earth they gardened... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 oldal
...no tear? — weep now or never more! See! on yon drear and rigid bier low lies thy love, Lenore! 30 s paean of old days! "Let no bell toll! — lest her sweet soul, amid its hallowed mirth, "Should catch... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 2000 - 548 oldal
...(Drear path, alas! where grows Not even one lonely rose.l" * * * ****** "For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies, The life upon her yellow hair,...there, upon her hair— the death upon her eyes."" This kind of beauty is especially conspicuous, then rising into dignity, in the poem called "The Haunted... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2000 - 678 oldal
...pref1xed to his Poems of 1831, had said that poetry should be a passion. For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies, The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eye The life still there, upon her hair — the death upon her eyes. the damned •j- from fiends below,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2003 - 448 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...upraise, "But waft the angel on her flight with a Pasan of old days! "Let no bell toll! — lest her sweet soul, amid its hallowed mirth, "Should catch... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2003 - 170 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...'Avaunt! to-night my heart is light. No dirge will 1 upraise, But waft the angel on her flight with a Páan of old days! Let )io bell toll! - lest her... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2009 - 580 oldal
...child That should have been thy bride — For her, the fair And debonair, TTiat now so lowly lies — The life still there Upon her hair, The death upon...I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight With a Paean of old days! Let no befl tolll Lest her sweet soul, Amid its hallow'd mirth, Should catch the... | |
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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... 
