 ... to what I had seen on the evening before. And here, long, amid the momently increasing confusion, did I persist in my pursuit of the stranger. But, as usual, he walked to and fro, and during the day did not pass from out the turmoil of that street....  The Works of Edgar Allan Poe - Síða 323eftir Edgar Allan Poe - 1881Heildartexta - Um bókina
 | 1847 - 788 síður
...and during the day did not pass out of the turmoil of that street. And, as the shades of the second evening came on, I grew wearied unto death, and stopping...This old man,' I said at length, 'is the type and the genins of deep crime. He refuses to be alone. He is the man of the crowd. It will be in vain to follow,... | |
 | 1859 - 528 síður
...second evening came on, I i;rew wearied unto death, and, stopping fully in front of the wanderer, gazod at him steadfastly in the face. He noticed me not,...length, " is the type and the genius of deep crime. Ho refuses to be alone. He is the man of the crowd. It will be in vain to follow ; for I shall learn... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1876 - 522 síður
...and during the day did not pass from out the turmoil of that street. And, as the shades of the second evening came on, I grew wearied unto death, and, stopping...length, " is the type and the genius of deep crime. IIo refuses to be alone. He is the man of the crowd. It will be in vain to follow ; for I shall learn... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1975 - 1042 síður
...and during the day did not pass from out the turmoil of that street. And, as the shades of the second ipal purpose will he to cite for consideration, some...left the most definite impression. By "minor poems absorhed in contemplation. "This old man," I said at length, "is the type and the genius of deep crime.... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1908 - 332 síður
...and during the day did not pass from out the turmoil of that street. And, as the shades of the second evening came on, I grew wearied unto death, and, stopping...follow, remained absorbed in contemplation. " This old mart," I said at length, " is the type and the genius of deep crime. He refuses to be alone. HE is... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1993 - 320 síður
...and during the day did not pass from out the turmoil of that street. And, as the shades of the second evening came on, I grew wearied unto death, and, stopping fully in front of the wanderer, gazed at him steadfasdy in the face. He noticed me not, but resumed his solemn walk, while I, ceasing to follow,... | |
 | Louis J. Budd, Edwin Harrison Cady - 1993 - 308 síður
...correctly recognizes aberrant behavior, the story leads plausibly to the diagnosis, "This old man ... is the type and the genius of deep crime. He refuses to be alone" (IV, 145). Yet the headnote to the tale ("Ce grand malheur, de ne pouvoir etre seal.") applies as well... | |
 | Anne Goodwyn Jones, Susan Van D'Elden Donaldson - 1997 - 554 síður
...concludes, ironically implicating himself, crime begins in a flight from individuality. "This old man ... is the type and the genius of deep crime. He refuses to be alone" (289). The old man's wild behavior continually animates yet empties out progressive and regressive... | |
 | Harald Neumeyer - 1999 - 428 síður
...Verfolgung ihren Ausgang nahm, und ein kurzer Blickkontakt, den der Verfolger wagt, bleibt unbeantwortet: „He noticed me not, but resumed his solemn walk, while I, ceasing to follow, remained absorbed in contemplation."3 In einer Schlußreflexion gesteht der Ich-Erzähler sein Scheitern ein: ,„This old... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Thomas Ollive Mabbott, Eleanor D. Kewer - 2000 - 756 síður
...and during the day did not pass from out the turmoil of that street. And, as the shades of the second evening came on, I grew wearied unto death, and, stopping...front of the wanderer, gazed at him steadfastly in the face.18 He noticed me not, but resumed his solemn walk, while I, ceasing to follow, remained absorbed... | |
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