 The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere, It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir...  Southern Prose and Poetry for Schools - Seite 306von Edwin Mims - 1910 - 440 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1850 - 598 Seiten
...was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year ; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir — It was down by...were days when my heart was volcanic As the scoriae rivers that roll — As the lavas that restlessly roll Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek In the... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1851 - 600 Seiten
...was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year ; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir — It was down by...with my soul — Of cypress, with Psyche, my soul. Those were days when my heart was volcanic As the scoriae rivers that roll — A« the lavas that restlessly... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 Seiten
...was night In the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir— It was down by...woodland of Weir. Here once, through an alley Titanic, ^ These were days when my heart was volcanic As the scoriae rivers that roll — As the lavas that... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 Seiten
...was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year ; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir — It was down by...ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. Here once, through an alley Titantic, Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul — Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul. These were days when... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 Seiten
...was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year ; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir— It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, Tn the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. n. Here once, through an alley Titanic, Of cypress, I roamed... | |
 | University magazine - 1853 - 794 Seiten
...was night in the lonesome October, Of my most immemorial year. It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir — It was down by the dark tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. -' Here once through an alley Titanic, Of... | |
 | 1853 - 774 Seiten
...was night in the lonesome October, Of my most immemorial year. It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir — It was down by the dark tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. • Here once through an alley Titanic,... | |
 | Ludwig Herrig - 1854 - 580 Seiten
...immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Anbei-, In ihe misty mid region of Weir — It waa down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted...These were days when my heart was volcanic As the scoriac rivers that roll — As the lavas that restlessly roll Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 Seiten
...nicht in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It WHS hard by the dim lake of Auber, 1л the misty mid region of Weir — It was down by the...Titanic, Of cypress, I roamed with my soul — Of cvpress, with Psyché, my soul. These were days when my heurt was volcanic As the scoriae rivers that... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1856 - 678 Seiten
...was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir — It was down by...were days when my heart was volcanic As the scoriae rivers that roll — As the lavas that restlessly roll Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek In the... | |
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