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... The Mother and Child , Ode on May Morning , To May , The Question , Thought on the Seasons , The Poor Man's May , Sea - Nymphs , The Haunted Lake , The Happy Valley , To the River Lea , .. CONTENTS . : The Wail of the River , A.
... The Mother and Child , Ode on May Morning , To May , The Question , Thought on the Seasons , The Poor Man's May , Sea - Nymphs , The Haunted Lake , The Happy Valley , To the River Lea , .. CONTENTS . : The Wail of the River , A.
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... on my hand , And the wreath is on my brow ; Satins and jewels grand Are all at my command , And I am happy now . And my II . lord he loves me well ; But , when first he breathed his vow , 26 BRIDAL BALLAD . I felt my bosom swell ,
... on my hand , And the wreath is on my brow ; Satins and jewels grand Are all at my command , And I am happy now . And my II . lord he loves me well ; But , when first he breathed his vow , 26 BRIDAL BALLAD . I felt my bosom swell ,
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... happy now ! V. Would God I could awaken ! For I dream , I know not how ; And my soul is sorely shaken , Lest an evil step be taken , -- Lest the dead , who is forsaken , May not be happy now ! E. A. POE . DWELT alone EULALIE . EULALIE ...
... happy now ! V. Would God I could awaken ! For I dream , I know not how ; And my soul is sorely shaken , Lest an evil step be taken , -- Lest the dead , who is forsaken , May not be happy now ! E. A. POE . DWELT alone EULALIE . EULALIE ...
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... her high - born kinsmen came And bore her away from me , To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea . IV . The angels , not half so happy in heaven , Went envying her and me— ANNABEL LEE . Yes ! that was the reason (
... her high - born kinsmen came And bore her away from me , To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea . IV . The angels , not half so happy in heaven , Went envying her and me— ANNABEL LEE . Yes ! that was the reason (
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... happy chaunt , Whose memory - like the chime Of church - bells - consecrates the air , And calls the spirit home to prayer ; The smile that - then when all things smiled Was ever like none other ; The kiss - oh , kisses warm and wild ...
... happy chaunt , Whose memory - like the chime Of church - bells - consecrates the air , And calls the spirit home to prayer ; The smile that - then when all things smiled Was ever like none other ; The kiss - oh , kisses warm and wild ...
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Annabel Lee beauty beneath birds bosom boughs bowers breast breath breeze BRIDAL BALLAD bright bright eyes bright land brow calm CASTLE CAMPBELL charm cheek child clouds cold dark deep dewy distant doth dream earth echo EDMUND BOLTON Eulalie fair farewell fled flowers folding star gaze gentle gleam glides glory golden gone green happy HAPPY VALLEY hath haunt HAWK hear heart heaven hope hour KIRKSTALL ABBEY kissed LAMB LAST POET light lone look love is dead love's maiden MARY HOWITT moon morning mother murmuring night o'er once PET LAMB purple Rhine rill river round shade shadows SHELLEY shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star stream summer sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought throne vale voice wander waves weary weep wild willow-tree wind wing youth
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Side 128 - Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy. "The stars of midnight shall be dear To her ; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Side 23 - 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 down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.
Side 162 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Side 108 - On every side In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm: — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's a tree, of many, one, A single field which I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Side 127 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ! This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. 'Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Side 5 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Side 22 - A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me.
Side 132 - The City's voice itself is soft like Solitude's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple sea-weeds strown; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown; I sit upon the sands alone — The lightning of the noon-tide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet! did any heart now share in my emotion.
Side 22 - It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Side 22 - I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.