Edgar Poe and His CriticsRudd & Carleton, 1860 - 81 Seiten |
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... we shall revert to in another place . The engraved portraits of Mr. Poe have very little individuality ; that prefixed to the volumes edited by Dr. 2 * Edgar Poe and his Critics . 17 man of mark; his countenance, person, and ...
... we shall revert to in another place . The engraved portraits of Mr. Poe have very little individuality ; that prefixed to the volumes edited by Dr. 2 * Edgar Poe and his Critics . 17 man of mark; his countenance, person, and ...
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... portrait to those who remember the unmatched glory of his face when roused from its habitually introverted and ab- stracted look by some favorite theme , or profound emotion . Perhaps , from its peculiarly changeful and translucent ...
... portrait to those who remember the unmatched glory of his face when roused from its habitually introverted and ab- stracted look by some favorite theme , or profound emotion . Perhaps , from its peculiarly changeful and translucent ...
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... portrait , that its aspect was that of a beautiful and desolate shrine from which the Genius had departed , and that it recalled certain lines to one of the antique marbles : " Oh melancholy eyes ! Oh empty eyes , from which the soul ...
... portrait , that its aspect was that of a beautiful and desolate shrine from which the Genius had departed , and that it recalled certain lines to one of the antique marbles : " Oh melancholy eyes ! Oh empty eyes , from which the soul ...
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... portrait of this lady - the face so full of enthusiasm , and dreamy , tropical sunshine - remember- ing the eloquent words of her praise , as expressed in the prodigal and passionate exaggerations of her verse , one ceases to wonder at ...
... portrait of this lady - the face so full of enthusiasm , and dreamy , tropical sunshine - remember- ing the eloquent words of her praise , as expressed in the prodigal and passionate exaggerations of her verse , one ceases to wonder at ...
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... portrait is but the skeleton . After reading the Raven , Ulalume , Lenore , and Annabel Lee , the luxuriast in poetry will better conceive what his face might have been . " It was soon after his removal to New York that Mr. Poe became ...
... portrait is but the skeleton . After reading the Raven , Ulalume , Lenore , and Annabel Lee , the luxuriast in poetry will better conceive what his face might have been . " It was soon after his removal to New York that Mr. Poe became ...
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acquaintance admired Anglo-Norman artistic asso BABIE BELL BEATRICE CENCI beautiful bells bound in muslin brilliant BROOKS BUILDING cadence character charm choly critic David Poe dead death Demon desolate diffused matter DOESTICKS Don Isle dream earnest Edgar Poe Eleanora English engraving expression exquisite face fidelity genius going the rounds Gresset's Vertvert Griswold GRISWOLD's Memoir haunted Haunted Palace heard heart human ideal Illustrated Poems imaginative intellect Ireland John Poe knew lady Lady Blessington Lenore letter Ligeia literary London edition Matter and Spirit McLenan melan melancholy memoir prefixed memory mind moral mysterious North American North American Review Novel original passionate peculiar persons Poe's Raven poet poet's poetic popular Quincey rare reader recent remember RUDD & CARLETON says seemed sense Sleigh-bells solitary sorrow soul stanzas steel portrait story strange Tale thing THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH thought tinkle truth Ulalume uttered verse wierd wonderful words writings wrong York
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Seite 37 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells.' How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells — From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
Seite 51 - 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.
Seite 51 - ... 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. Lo! in yon brilliant window-niche How statue-like I see thee stand, The agate lamp within thy hand! Ah, Psyche, from the regions which Are Holy Land! Israfel And the angel Israfel, whose heart-strings are a lute, and who has the sweetest...
Seite 58 - It is the desire of the moth for the star. It is no mere appreciation of the Beauty before us, but a wild effort to reach the Beauty above. Inspired by an ecstatic prescience of the glories beyond the grave, we struggle by multiform combinations among the things and thoughts of Time to attain a portion of that Loveliness whose very elements perhaps appertain to eternity alone.
Seite 41 - His conversation was at times almost supramortal in its eloquence. His voice was modulated with astonishing skill, and his large and variably expressive eyes looked repose or shot fiery tumult into theirs who listened, while his own face glowed, or was changeless in pallor, as his imagination quickened his blood or drew it back frozen to his heart His imagery was from the worlds which no mortals can see but with the vision of genius.
Seite 23 - ... of ordinary writers — the certainty of something fresh and suggestive. His critiques were read with avidity; not that he convinced the judgment, but that people felt their ability and their courage. Right or wrong he was terribly in earnest.
Seite 67 - ... each soul is, in part, its own God - its own Creator : - in a word, that God - the material and spiritual God - now exists solely in the diffused Matter and Spirit of the Universe; and that the regathering of this diffused Matter and Spirit will be but the re-constitution of the purely Spiritual and Individual God.
Seite 66 - You live, and the time was when you lived not. You have been created. An Intelligence exists greater than your own; and it is only through this Intelligence you live at all.
Seite 22 - Raven" has produced a sensation, a " fit horror," here in England. Some of my friends are taken by the fear of it and some by the music. I hear of persons haunted by the "Nevermore...
Seite 44 - His proud reserve, his profound melancholy, his unworldliness — may we not say his uneartbliness — of nature made his character one very difficult of comprehension to the casual observer. The complexity of his intellect, its incalculable resources, and his masterly control of those resources when brought into requisition for the illustration of some favorite theme or cherished creation, led to the current belief that its action was purely arbitrary, that he could write without emotion or earnestness...