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Ahasuerus angels Atheism beauty behold Bergfeldt Bible blessed book of Esther bosom breath bright brow character charms child Christian colored dreams dark daughter death deep delight divine earth Esther eternal father fear feelings felt female finer feelings flowers Freeport friends gaze genius glorious glory God's Haman hand happiness hath heart heaven holy honor hope hour human imagination immortal influence intellectual Jehovah king Kordofan labor lady light lips living look Lord Madame ment mighty mind mingled moral Mordecai mother mountain Muhlbach nature never Nevermore night o'er ober-procurator objects passions peace Persian philosophy pleasure poetry pure Queen Esther Quoth the raven religion SAMUEL BOYSE scene sister smile sorrow soul spirit stars sweet taste tears thee thine things thought throne tion truth voice Wendell wife wild words YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY young
Страница 198 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Страница 376 - Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.
Страница 106 - Constructed and conceived ? unknown ! this clod Lives surely through some higher energy ; For from itself alone it could not be ! Creator, yes ! Thy wisdom and Thy word Created me ! Thou source of life and good ! Thou spirit of my spirit, and my Lord...
Страница 29 - ... if thou art a lover and hast ever given one unmerited pang to that true heart which now lies cold and still beneath thy feet ; then be sure that every unkind look, every ungracious word, every ungentle action, will come thronging back upon thy memory, and knocking dolefully at thy soul...
Страница 378 - This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, — But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press ah nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch!
Страница 376 - Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow— sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Nameless here for evermore.
Страница 28 - The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal — every other affliction to forget ; but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open — this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.
Страница 28 - No, the love which survives the tomb is one of the noblest attributes of the soul. If it has its woes, it has likewise its delights; and when the overwhelming burst of grief is calmed into the gentle tear of recollection...
Страница 370 - And Mordecai walked every day before the court of the women's house, to know how Esther did, and what should become of her.
Страница 81 - Blessed of the Lord be his land, for the precious things of heaven, for the dew, and for the deep that coucheth beneath. And for the precious fruits brought forth by the sun ; and for the precious things put forth by the moon ; and for the chief things of the ancient mountains, and for the precious things of the lasting hills...