 | 1842 - 346 pages
...hate, tby love, With the fervor of tby lute. Well may the stars be mute! Yes, Heaven is thine; but this Is a world of sweets and sours — Our flowers are merely — flowers j And the shadow of tby bliss Is the sunshine of ours. If I did dwell Where Israfel Hath dwelt, and... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 pages
...sing so wildly well A mortal melody, Up from the damned earth. To friends above, from fiends below, W'hile a bolder note than this might swell From my lyre within the sky. The indignant ghost is riven From hell unto a high estate •"Andtheiinci-1 ISHAFEL. whoj.' lieurt Hiring... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 pages
...love, With the fervour of thy lute — Well may the stars be mute ! Yes, Heaven is thine ; but this Is a world of sweets and sours ; Our flowers are merely...than this might swell From my lyre within the sky. FOR ANNIE. THANK Heaven ! the crisis— rThe danger is past, And the lingering illness Is over at last... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 pages
...love, With the fervour of thy lute : Well may the stars be mute ! VII. Yes, Heaven is thine ; but this Is a world of sweets and sours ; Our flowers are merely...shadow of thy perfect bliss Is the sunshine of ours. VIII. If I could dwell Where Israfel Hath dwelt, and he where I, He might not sing so wildly well A... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 pages
...love, With the fervour of thy lute — Well may the stars be mute ! Yes, heaven is thine ; but this Is a world of sweets and sours ; Our flowers are merely...bliss Is the sunshine of ours. If I could dwell Where ISBAFBL Hath dwelt, and he where I, He might not sing so wildly well A mortal melody, While a bolder... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1857 - 418 pages
...love, With the fervour of thy lute — Well may the stars be mute ! Yes, Heaven is thine ; but this Is a world of sweets and sours : Our flowers are merely...sing so wildly well A mortal melody, While a bolder iiote than this might swell From my lyre within the sky. SADANAPALUS, DURING THE NIGHT AFTER HIS FIEST... | |
 | University of Edinburgh - 1857 - 430 pages
...degraded." Yet even there we may recognise the poet to the end, and sorrowfully believe him when he sung — If I could dwell Where Israfel Hath dwelt, and he where I, He might not sing BO wildly well A mortal melody, While a bolder note than this might swell From my lyre within the sky.... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 332 pages
...thy love, With the fervour of thy luteWell may the stars be mute ! Yes, heaven is thine ; but this Is a world of sweets and sours ; Our flowers are merely...than this might swell From my lyre within the sky. SILENCE. HERE are some qualities — some incorporate things, That have a double life, which thus is... | |
 | 1858 - 456 pages
...greatest poets. Thus, for example, he addresses the angel Israfel : " Yes, heaven is thine ; but this Is a world of sweets and sours ; Our flowers are merely...shadow of thy perfect bliss Is the sunshine of ours." Eccentricity and extravagance are the worst faults in his poems as well as his tales. It would make... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 388 pages
...flowers are merely — flowere, And the shadow of thy perfeet bliss Is the sunshine of ours. M If I eould dwell Where Israfel Hath dwelt, and he where I, He might not sing so wildly well A mortal melody, M'hile a bolder note than this might swell From my lyre within the sky. . D '.'ПЕНЕ are some qualities... | |
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If I could dwell Where Israfel Hath dwelt, and he where I, He might not sing so wildly well A mortal melody, While a bolder note than this might swell From my lyre within the sky. 
