 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 480 pages
...the stricken eagle soar ! Now all my hours are trances ; And all my nightly dreams Are where the dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams, In what...pillow — From me, and from our misty clime, Where weeps the silver willow 1 That these lines were written in English — a language with which I had... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 492 pages
...the stricken eagle soar ! Now all my hours are trances ; And all my nightly dreams Are where the dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams, In what...pillow — From me, and from our misty clime, Where weeps the silver willow 1 That these lines were written in English — a language with which I had... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 236 pages
...the stricken eagle soar. Now all my hours are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy gray eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams, In what ethereal dances, By what Italian streams. Alas I for that accursed time They bore thee o'er the billow, From Love to titled age and crime, And an... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - American poetry - 1902 - 364 pages
...the stricken eagle soar ! 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 eternal streams. THE CONQUEROR WORM. Lo ! 't is a gala night Within the lonesome latter years ! An... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 394 pages
...the stricken eagle soar ! 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 eternal streams. THE CONQUEROR WORM. Lo ! 'tis a gala night Within the lonesome latter years ! An angel... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 706 pages
...days (hours) 3 grey (dark) 4 solemn (breaking) 6 eternal (Italian) 7 --what (far) . After 6 insert : Alas ! for that accursed time They bore thee o'er the billow From me to titled age and crime And an unholy pillow — From Love, and from our misty clime Where weeps... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - Fantasy fiction, American - 1903 - 386 pages
...And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams ! Alas ! for that accursed time They bore...pillow ! — From me, and from our misty clime, Where weeps the silver willow ! 1835THE COLISEUM TYPE of the antique Rome ! Rich reliquary Of lofty contemplation... | |
 | James Albert Harrison - 1903 - 556 pages
...from " To One in Paradise." " 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." Along with wonderful beauty of rhythm, these verses show the exquisite taste in phraseology,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1904 - 268 pages
...dances, By what eternal streams ! Alas ! for that accursed time They bore thee o 'er the billow, Prom love to titled age and crime, And an unholy pillow ! — From me, and from onr misty clime, "Where weeps the silver willow! THE COLISEUM [Published in the Baltimore Saturday... | |
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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! 
