 The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year: It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir:...  Poe--man, Poet, and Creative Thinker - Síða 91eftir Edgar Allan Poe, Sherwin Cody - 1924 - 485 síðurHeildartexta - Um bókina
 | 1908 - 604 síður
...of dark cloud throws the lake into deep shadow, mystic words come to me like the burden of a song: "It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid renion of Wier — It was down by the dank tarn of Auber In the g'houl haunted woodland of Wier." ln... | |
 | Orrin Chalfant Painter - 1899 - 58 síður
...longer dreaming, Things would be, instead of seeming ; Truth's day-star would never set ! (27) PSYCHE. " Here once, through an alley Titanic, Of cypress, I...with my soul, — Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul." — Edgar A. Poe, Ulalume. Sweet Psyche, I prithee, a while let us rest, For my body is weary, and... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 966 síður
...sounding sea. ULALUME THE skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere, The A über, In the misty mid region of Weir: It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, John Henry Ingram - 1902 - 270 síður
...The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere — It was light in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, f In the misty mid region of Weir — It was down by the dank tarn of Auber In the ghoul-haunted woodland... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 968 síður
...The leaves they were crisped and sere, The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in tho lonesome. October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Anbcr, In the misty mid region of Weir: It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted... | |
 | William Lander Weber - 1901 - 292 síður
...reverence. ULALUME The skies they were ashen and sober ; The leaves they were crisped and sere, The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night...woodland of Weir. Here once, through an alley "Titanic 10 Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul — Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul. These were days when my... | |
 | Alphonso Gerald Newcomer - 1901 - 392 síður
...wrested before. "The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere,— The leaves they were withering and sere,— It was night...It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty raid-region of Weir,— It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."... | |
 | Alphonso Gerald Newcomer - 1901 - 390 síður
...wrested before. "The skiea they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere, — The leaves they were withering and sere, — It was night...It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid-region of Weir, — It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."... | |
 | 1901 - 658 síður
...sounding sea, ULALUME. THB skies they were ashen and sober, The leaves they were crisped and sere, — The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night...It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid-region of Weir, — It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.... | |
 | Brander Matthews - 1901 - 374 síður
...this same word that in ' Ulalume ' he invented a proper name merely that he might have a rime for it : It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial...It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid-region of Weir — It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.... | |
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