The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe, Volume 1Redfield, 1853 |
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... nearly than has been supposed , even by those who were very intimate with him , a re- flection and an echo of his own history . He was that bird's 666 unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his ...
... nearly than has been supposed , even by those who were very intimate with him , a re- flection and an echo of his own history . He was that bird's 666 unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his ...
Page xvii
... nearly the ground of a temporary and almost irresponsible insanity . The arrogance , vanity and depravity of heart , of which Mr. Poe was gen- erally accused , seem , to us , referable altogether to this reversed phase of his character ...
... nearly the ground of a temporary and almost irresponsible insanity . The arrogance , vanity and depravity of heart , of which Mr. Poe was gen- erally accused , seem , to us , referable altogether to this reversed phase of his character ...
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... nearly two hundred I have already . I propose , however , to go South and West , among my personal and literary friends - old college and West Point acquaintances and see what I can do . In order to get the means of taking the first ...
... nearly two hundred I have already . I propose , however , to go South and West , among my personal and literary friends - old college and West Point acquaintances and see what I can do . In order to get the means of taking the first ...
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... nearly a year . By the end of this time he had made his way to St. Petersburgh , and our Minister in that capital , the late Mr. Henry Middleton , of South Carolina , was summoned one morning to save him from penalties incurred in a ...
... nearly a year . By the end of this time he had made his way to St. Petersburgh , and our Minister in that capital , the late Mr. Henry Middleton , of South Carolina , was summoned one morning to save him from penalties incurred in a ...
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... nearly a fortnight , and on returning he found that his printers in the mean- while had not received a line of copy ; but that Poe had prepared the pros- pectus of a new monthly , and obtained transcripts of his subscription and account ...
... nearly a fortnight , and on returning he found that his printers in the mean- while had not received a line of copy ; but that Poe had prepared the pros- pectus of a new monthly , and obtained transcripts of his subscription and account ...
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Page ix - TO HELEN Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
Page 300 - IN THE greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace — Radiant palace — reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion — It stood there! Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair. Banners yellow, glorious, golden. On its roof did float and flow; (This — all this — was in the olden Time long ago;) And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day, Along the ramparts plumed and pallid, A winged odor went away.
Page 291 - DURING THE WHOLE OF a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country, and at length found myself, as the shades of evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.
Page 309 - I saw the mighty walls rushing asunder — there was a long tumultuous shouting sound like the voice of a thousand waters — and the deep and dank tarn at my feet closed sullenly and silently over the fragments of the "HOUSE OF USHER.
Page 460 - For God is but a great will pervading all things by nature of its intentness. Man doth not yield him to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will.
Page 301 - ... evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the monarch's high estate; (Ah, let us mourn! — for never morrow Shall dawn upon him, desolate!) And round about his home the glory That blushed and bloomed Is but a dim-remembered story Of the old time entombed. And travellers, now, within that valley, Through the red-litten windows see Vast forms that move fantastically To a discordant melody; While, like a ghastly rapid river, Through the pale door A hideous throng rush out forever, And laugh —...
Page 378 - 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...
Page 381 - Thou wilt not wake, Till I thy fate shall overtake: Till age, or grief, or sickness must Marry my body to that dust It so much loves; and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there; I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale.
Page 382 - TRUE! — nervous — very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses — not destroyed — not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily — how calmly I can tell you the whole story.
Page 292 - A letter, however, had lately reached me in a distant part of the country, a letter from him, which, in its wildly importunate nature, had admitted of no other than a personal reply. The MS. gave evidence of nervous agitation. The writer spoke of acute bodily illness, of a mental...