 | Richard Burton - American literature - 1904 - 340 pages
...the stricken eagle soar ! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams,— In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. Mention of these pieces in which woman is hymned naturally leads to some reference... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1904 - 266 pages
...the stricken eagle soar 1 And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams ! Alas ! for that accursed time They bore thee o 'er the billow, From love to titled... | |
 | Richard Burton - American literature - 1904 - 344 pages
...the stricken eagle soar ! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams, — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. Mention of these pieces in which woman is hymned naturally leads to some reference... | |
 | Edward Hutton - English poetry - 1905 - 272 pages
...the stricken eagle soar ! And all my days are trances And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances By what eternal streams. EDGAR ALLAN POE TO HELEN HELEN, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore... | |
 | CURTIS HIDDE PAGE - 1905 - 746 pages
...the stricken eagle soar ! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy gray eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. TO FBELOVED ! amid the earnest woes 1835. That crowd around my earthly path — Not... | |
 | Sherwin Cody - American poetry - 1905 - 628 pages
...the stricken eagle soar. And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy gray eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. ISRAFEL And the angel Iirafel, whose heart-strings are a lute, and who hai the sweetest... | |
 | Augustus White Long - American Poetry (Collections) - 1905 - 382 pages
...the stricken eagle soar. And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy gray eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. THE BELLS HEAR the sledges with the bells, Silver bells ! 20 What a world of merriment... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - Literary Collections - 1975 - 1042 pages
...the stricken eagle soar ! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye." "We are now," he continued, in that particularizing manner which disting eternal streams. ONCE it smiled a silent dell Where the people did not dwell: They had gone unto the... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - Fiction - 1978 - 406 pages
...the stricken eagle soar! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams And where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. The poems breathe a passionate sadness, relieved sometimes by touches very lovely... | |
 | Ralph Friedman - History - 1978 - 324 pages
...words of F,dgar Allen Poe: And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy grey eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what ethereal streams. And there were moments, looking back upon his life he could count his two great loves,... | |
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No more — no more — no more" (Such language holds the solemn sea To the sands upon the shore) Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar! 
