John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Edgar Allan Poe. (1809–1849) (continued) |
| 6617 |
| Vastness! and Age! and Memories of Eld! Silence! and Desolation! and dim Night! |
| The Coliseum. |
| 6618 |
| This—all this—was in the olden Time long ago. |
| The haunted Palace. |
| 6619 |
| Unthought-like thoughts that are the souls of thought, |
| To ———. |
| 6620 |
| This maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. |
| Annabel Lee. |
| 6621 |
| Keeping time, time, time In a sort of Runic rhyme To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells. |
| The Bells. |
| 6622 |
| Hear the mellow wedding bells Golden bells! What a world of happiness their harmony foretells Through the balmy air of night How they ring out their delight! |
| The Bells. |
| 6623 |
| And all my days are trances And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances And where thy footstep gleams— In what ethereal dances By what eternal streams. |
| To One in Paradise. |
| 6624 |
| 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. |
| The Raven. |
| 6625 |
| Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. |
| The Raven. |