The Works of Edgar Allan Poe ...Funk & Wagnalls Company, 1904 - 192 Seiten |
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
The Works of the Edgar Allan Poe: Bilingual Edition (English - Italian) Edgar Allan Poe Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2017 |
The Works of Edgar Allan Poe: Tales of the Grotesque and Arabesque. II ... Edgar Allan Poe,Edmund Clarence Stedman,George Edward Woodberry Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2014 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
agony amid Amontillado beauty became Berenice bosom breath Bridge of Sighs catacombs catalepsy censer chamber character corpse countenance dark death deep door doubt draperies dread dream Eleonora endeavored excited eyes fancy fearful feeble feel fell felt floor Fortunato gazed ghastly glance gloom grave grew hand head heard heart hideous horror House of Usher hung inhumation intense knew lady length Ligeia light lips lost in reveries memory mind minutes Morella ness never night once oppressed ottoman OVAL PORTRAIT pallor passed passion paused peculiar perceive person Pluto PREMATURE BURIAL recesses Rowena rushing scarcely seemed shadow shriek shudder silence singular slumber smile soul sound Southern Literary Messenger spirit spoke stood strange stringed instruments struggled suddenly surcingle swoon terrible terror things thou thought tion tomb ture Usher utter valley vault vision voice walls wife wild words writhed
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 143 - tis a gala night Within the lonesome latter years! An angel throng, bewinged. bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre, to see A play of hopes and fears. While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres. Mimes, in the form of God on high, Mutter and mumble low, And hither and thither fly; Mere puppets they, who come and go At bidding of vast formless things That shift the scenery to and fro, Flapping from out their Condor wings Invisible Wo!
Seite 96 - Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow (This — all this — was in the olden Time long ago) And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day, Along the ramparts plumed and pallid, A winged odor went away.
Seite 97 - But evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the monarch's high estate; (Ah, let us mourn! — for never morrow Shall dawn upon him, desolate!) And round about his home the glory That blushed and bloomed Is but a dim-remembered story Of the old time entombed. 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, Through the pale door A hideous throng rush out forever, And laugh —...
Seite 66 - It was a low, dull, quick sound — much "such a sound ' as a watch makes when enveloped in cotton. I gasped for breath — and yet the officers heard it not. I talked more quickly — more vehemently; but the noise steadily increased.
Seite 84 - I looked upon the scene before me — upon the mere house, and the simple landscape features of the domain, upon the bleak walls, upon the vacant eye-like windows, upon a few rank sedges, and upon a few white trunks of decayed trees, with an utter depression of soul which I can compare to no earthly sensation more properly than to the after-dream of the reveller upon opium, the bitter lapse into every-day life, the hideous dropping off of the veil.
Seite 180 - To One in Paradise Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine, All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise But to be overcast! A voice from out the Future cries, 'On! on!
Seite 100 - The worldly reason, however, assigned for this singular proceeding, was one which I did not feel at liberty to dispute. The brother had been led to his resolution (so he told me) by consideration of the unusual character of the malady of the deceased, of certain obtrusive and eager inquiries on the part of her medical men, and of the remote and exposed situation of the burial-ground of the family.
Seite 138 - Democritus — which lay far within the pupils of my beloved? What was it? I was possessed with a passion to discover. Those eyes, those large, those shining, those divine orbs — they became to me twin stars of Leda, and I to them devoutest of astrologers.
Seite 60 - TRUE! — nervous — very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses — not destroyed — not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily — how calmly I can tell you the whole story.
Seite 144 - By a crowd that seize it not, Through a circle that ever returneth in To the self-same spot; And much of Madness, and more of Sin And Horror, the soul of the plot!