Quote #12
Vastness! and Age! and Memories of Eld! Silence! and Desolation! and dim Night! I feel ye now - I feel ye in your strength.
More from Edgar Allan Poe
- Come! let the burial rite be read - the funeral song be sung! - An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young - A dirge for her…
- Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine - A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine, All wreathed with fair…
- 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 …
- 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 dan…
- Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, wayworn wanderer bore To his own n…
- Convinced myself, I seek not to convince.
- Music, when combined with a pleasurable idea, is poetry; music without the idea is simply music; the idea without the music is prose from i…
- But as, in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so, in fact, out of joy is sorrow born. Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of…