A Study in Southern Poetry: For Use in Schools, Colleges and the LibraryNeale Publishing Company, 1911 - 346 Seiten |
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anapestic angels Annabel Lee banner battle beauty bells beneath bird bloom born brave breast breath bright cloud Confederate Crismus crown dark dead death dreams earth eyes face fame flashing floats flowers forever Furl Georgia gleaming gloom glory Goliad grace grave gray hath Hayne hear heart heaven hills Isadore Israfel John Esten Cooke land leaves life's light lips lives lonely lost lyric Maryland memory morn native never Nevermore night o'er old hills Pleiades poem poet poet's published Quoth the Raven Raven rhyme roll rose shadow shining sigh silence sing sinks low skies sleep smile song sonnet sorrow soul South spirit stanza Star-Spangled banner stars Stonewall Jackson's storm sweet sword tears Templestowe tender thee Theodore O'Hara thine thought trees trimeter ULALUME verse voice wandering wave whip-poor-will winds wings woods
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Seite 55 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door:
Seite 58 - Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door: Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,— "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,
Seite 100 - Their silent tents are spread, And Glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead. No rumor of the foe's advance Now swells upon the wind; 10 No troubled thought at midnight haunts Of loved ones left behind; No vision of the morrow's strife The warrior's dream alarms; No braying horn nor screaming fife
Seite 63 - Down, down that town shall settle hence, Hell, rising from a thousand thrones, Shall do it reverence. • ULALUME 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;
Seite 58 - Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore: Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though his answer little meaning—little relevancy bore;
Seite 26 - the home of the brave 1 And where is that band who so vauntingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion A home and a country should leave us no more? Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps
Seite 53 - Was the fair palace door, Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing, And sparkling evermore, A troop of Echoes, whose sweet duty Was but to sing, 30 In voices of surpassing beauty, The wit and wisdom of their king. But evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the monarch's high estate; (Ah, let us mourn, for never morrow
Seite 54 - And round about his home the glory That blushed and bloomed, Is but a dim-remembered story Of the old time entombed. 40 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,
Seite 67 - cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the
Seite 70 - affright At the melancholy menace of their tone! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan. And the people—ah, the people, They that dwell up in the steeple, All alone, And who tolling, tolling, tolling In that muffled monotone,