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" But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we — Of many far wiser than we — And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea , Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel... "
Edgar A. Poe: A Biography: Mournful and Never-ending Remembrance - 402. oldal
szerző: Kenneth Silverman - 1992 - 592 oldal
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The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: Poems and tales

Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 oldal
...demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE : For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of...ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel th» bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side...

The Dublin University Magazine, 42. kötet

1853 - 774 oldal
...demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. " For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of...the beautiful Annabel Lee ; And the stars never rise bat I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. And so, all the nighttide, I lie down by the...

Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, 31. kötet

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1854 - 608 oldal
...do not appear to have shattered or obscured, much less displaced, the ideal of her in his soul. For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of...down by the side Of my darling, my darling — my fife and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the eea — Ju her tomb by the sounding sea. In 1848,...

The British Controversialist and Impartial Inquirer, 5. kötet

1854 - 500 oldal
...which, is again divisible, by a comma, into minor parts ; a semicolon should be used. Examples. 1. " For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of...eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee ; And so, all the night tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride, In the sepulchre...

Winnie and I.

1855 - 374 oldal
...demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. " 'For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of...beautiful Annabel Lee, And the stars never rise, but I see the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. And so all the night-tide, I lie down by the side...

The Irish quarterly review, 5. kötet

1855 - 1428 oldal
...sea. Can ever ilissevt-r my soul frum the soul Of the beautiful Annabel In. For the moon never beam?, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: And the stars never rise, but I feel tie bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee ; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down bj Ite side Of...

The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 oldal
...my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE: For the moon never beams, without bringing ш« dreams Of the -beautiful ANNABEL LEE; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright етм Of the beautiful ANNABEL Lis: And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by ibe A" Of my darling...

Lives of the Illustrious: (the Biographical Magazine)., 7. kötet

1855 - 364 oldal
...beams without bringing me dreamt Of the beautiful Annabel Lee ; And the atars never rUc bnt 1 ltul the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. And so all the тght-tide, 1 lie down by the aide, Of my darling— my darling, my life and my bride, In her sepulchre...

Hand-book of American literature, historical, biographical, and critical [by ...

Joseph Gostwick - 1856 - 338 oldal
...demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of...darling — my darling — my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea — In her tomb by the sounding sea.' After the death of his wife, Foe's...

Wisconsin Journal of Education, 27. kötet

1897 - 404 oldal
...— That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek In the realms of the boreal pole. From Annabel Lee. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of...eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so all the night tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride, In the sepulcher...




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