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The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe. Together with His Essays on the Poetic Principle and the Philosophy of Composition, and a Critical Memoir
by Edgar Allan Poe


Overview - This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 Excerpt: ...did not dwell; They had gone unto the wars, Trusting to the mild-eyed stars, Nightly, from their azure towers, To keep watch above the flowers, In the midst of which all day The red sun-light lazily lay.  Read more...

 
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Overview
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 Excerpt: ...did not dwell; They had gone unto the wars, Trusting to the mild-eyed stars, Nightly, from their azure towers, To keep watch above the flowers, In the midst of which all day The red sun-light lazily lay. Now each visitor shall confess The sad valley's restlessness. Nothing there is motionless--Nothing save the airs that brood Over the magic solitude. Ah, by no winds are stirred those trees That palpitate like the chill seas Around the misty Hebrides 1 i THE VALLEY OF UNREST. Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven That rustle through the unquiet heaven Uneasily, from mom till even, Over the violets there that lie In myriad types of the human eye Over the lilies there that wave And weep above a nameless grave They wave: --from out their fragrant tops Eternal dews come down in drops. They weep: --from off their delicate stems Perennial tears descend in gems. " And the angel Israfel, whose heart-strings are a lute, and who has the sweetest voice of all God's creatures."--Koran. ISRAFEL. 53 And they say (the starry choir And the other listening things) That Israfeli's fire Is owing to that lyre By which he sits and sings--The trembling living wire Of those unusual strings. But the skies that angel trod, Where deep thoughts are a duty--Where Love's a grown-up God--Where the Houri glances are Imbued with all the beauty Which we worship in a star. Therefore, thou art not wrong, Israfeli, who despisest An unimpassioned song; To thee the laurels belong, Best bard, because the wisest Merrily live, and long The ecstasies above With thy burning measures suit--Thy grief, thy joy, thy hate, thy love, With the fervour of thy lute-Well may the stars be mute ISRAFEL. Yes, Heaven is thine; but this Is a world of sweets and sours; Our flowers are merely--flowers, A...


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  • ISBN-13: 9781232024521
  • ISBN-10: 123202452X
  • Publisher: Rarebooksclub.com
  • Publish Date: May 2012
  • Page Count: 80
  • Dimensions: 9.69 x 7.44 x 0.17 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 0.35 pounds


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