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That you are changing sadly your dominion — | 1 | 9 | 2 | TEMP | ||||
I’ve been a thinking, isn’t that the phrase? | 1 | 9 | 9 | TEMP | ||||
Or rather laugh with him, that queer Philosopher, | 1 | 9 | 15 | TEMP | ||||
That things should stare us boldly in the face, | 1 | 10 | 32 | TEMP | ||||
The pretty little hand that sold her tape, | 1 | 11 | 56 | TEMP | ||||
For that the power of thought attend the latter | 1 | 11 | 75 | TEMP | ||||
For that the power of thought attends the latter | 1 | 11 | 75C | TEMP | ||||
At me in vengeance shall that foot be shaken — | 1 | 12 | 85 | TEMP | ||||
My heart, of all that soothes its pain | 1 | 17 | 7 | OCT | ||||
The mournful hope that every throb | 1 | 17 | 8 | OCT | ||||
That I have call’d thee at this hour: | 1 | 27 | 6 | TAMA | ||||
Nor am I mad, to deem that power | 1 | 27 | 8 | TAMA | ||||
When passing from the earth, that ear | 1 | 27 | 18 | TAMA | ||||
That hated portion, with the fame, | 1 | 27 | 25 | TAMA | ||||
Flashing from cloud that hover’d o’er, | 1 | 28 | 50 | TAMA | ||||
Was mad’ning — for ’twas man that shed | 1 | 28 | 63 | TAMA | ||||
My passions, from that hapless hour, | 1 | 29 | 78 | TAMA | ||||
’Tis not to thee that I should name — | 1 | 30 | 102 | TAMA | ||||
With such as mine — that mystic flame, | 1 | 31 | 158 | TAMA | ||||
All that I felt, or saw, or thought, | 1 | 32 | 175 | TAMA | ||||
The magic of that meaning word, | 1 | 33 | 196 | TAMA | ||||
That the proud spirit had been broken, | 1 | 33 | 199 | TAMA | ||||
Of her that heart's idolatry — | 1 | 33 | 202 | TAMA | ||||
That kindling thought — did not the beam | 1 | 33 | 210 | TAMA | ||||
That she might deem it naught beside | 1 | 34 | 226 | TAMA | ||||
Too well, that I should let it be | 1 | 34 | 232 | TAMA | ||||
There — in that hour — a thought came o’er | 1 | 34 | 234 | TAMA | ||||
Who, that had known the secret thought | 1 | 34 | 247 | TAMA | ||||
That any should become “great,” born | 1 | 34 | 259 | TAMA | ||||
That they shall stoop in life to one | 1 | 35 | 261 | TAMA | ||||
My Ada. In that peaceful hour, | 1 | 36 | 286 | TAMA | ||||
Awake, that I had held a thought | 1 | 36 | 295 | TAMA | ||||
That bore me from my home, more gay; | 1 | 36 | 302 | TAMA | ||||
That loveliness around: the sun — | 1 | 36 | 318 | TAMA | ||||
O God! when the thoughts that may not pass | 1 | 37 | 323 | TAMA | ||||
There comes, when that sun will from him part, | 1 | 38 | 368 | TAMA | ||||
That soul will hate the ev’ning mist | 1 | 38 | 370 | TAMA | ||||
In that time of dreariness will seem | 1 | 39 | 379 | TAMA | ||||
For all was flown that made it so — | 1 | 39 | 393 | TAMA | ||||
My passions, from that hapless hour | 1 | 40 | 78 | TAMB | ||||
With such as mine that mystic flame. | 1 | 41 | 158 | TAMB | ||||
All that I felt, or saw, or thought, | 1 | 42 | 175 | TAMB | ||||
The magic of that meaning word | 1 | 42 | 196 | TAMB | ||||
That the proud spirit had been broken, | 1 | 42 | 199 | TAMB | ||||
Of her, that heart's idolatry! | 1 | 42 | 202 | TAMB | ||||
(That kindling thought) — did not the beam | 1 | 42 | 210 | TAMB | ||||
That she might deem it nought beside | 1 | 43 | 226 | TAMB | ||||
Too well that I should let it be | 1 | 43 | 232 | TAMB | ||||
There, in that hour, a thought came o’er | 1 | 43 | 234 | TAMB | ||||
Who that had known the silent thought | 1 | 44 | 247 | TAMB | ||||
I will not madly think that power | 1 | 45 | 3 | TAMF | ||||
You call it hope — that fire of fire! | 1 | 45 | 7 | TAMF | ||||
The undying voice of that dead time, | 1 | 45 | 23 | TAMF | ||||
And I would rave, but that he flings | 1 | 46 | 29 | TAMF | ||||
So late from Heaven — that dew — it fell | 1 | 46 | 45 | TAMF | ||||
From clouds that hung, like banners, o’er, | 1 | 46 | 49 | TAMF | ||||
My passions from that hapless hour | 1 | 47 | 69 | TAMF | ||||
Ev’n then who knew that as infinite | 1 | 47 | 77 | TAMF | ||||
And the sultan-like pines that tower’d around! | 1 | 48 | 84 | TAMF | ||||
Upon that spot as upon all, | 1 | 48 | 86 | TAMF | ||||
To the terror of that lone lake. | 1 | 48 | 90 | TAMF | ||||
Yet that terror was not fright — | 1 | 48 | 91 | TAMF | ||||
How could I from that water bring | 1 | 48 | 96 | TAMF | ||||
An Eden of that dim lake? | 1 | 48 | 99 | TAMF | ||||
For mid that sunshine and those smiles, | 1 | 49 | 130 | TAMF | ||||
That she might deem it nought beside | 1 | 50 | 159 | TAMF | ||||
Too well that I should let it be, | 1 | 50 | 165 | TAMF | ||||
Yet it was not that Fantasy | 1 | 50 | 169 | TAMF | ||||
But that among the rabble men, | 1 | 50 | 171 | TAMF | ||||
When hope, the eagle that tower’d, could see | 1 | 51 | 193 | TAMF | ||||
The glory of that summer sun. | 1 | 52 | 200 | TAMF | ||||
That soul will hate the evening mist, | 1 | 52 | 201 | TAMF | ||||
In that time of dreariness will seem | 1 | 52 | 210 | TAMF | ||||
I do believe that Eblis hath | 1 | 52 | 224 | TAMF | ||||
I will not madly deem that power | 1 | 53 | 3 | TAMH | ||||
How was it that Ambition crept, | 1 | 53 | 235 | TAMF | ||||
You call it hope — that fire of fire! | 1 | 54 | 7 | TAMH | ||||
The undying voice of that dead time, | 1 | 54 | 23 | TAMH | ||||
So late from Heaven — that dew — it fell | 1 | 55 | 41 | TAMH | ||||
From clouds that hung, like banners, o’er, | 1 | 55 | 45 | TAMH | ||||
My passions, from that hapless hour, | 1 | 55 | 65 | TAMH | ||||
For 'mid that sunshine, and those smiles, | 1 | 57 | 103 | TAMH | ||||
That was new pleasure —— the ideal, | 1 | 57 | 120 | TAMH | ||||
That she might deem it nought beside | 1 | 58 | 147 | TAMH | ||||
Too well that I should let it be | 1 | 58 | 153 | TAMH | ||||
Yet it was not that Fantasy | 1 | 58 | 157 | TAMH | ||||
But that, among the rabble — men, | 1 | 58 | 159 | TAMH | ||||
When Hope, the eagle that tower’d, could see | 1 | 59 | 187 | TAMH | ||||
That soul will hate the ev’ning mist | 1 | 59 | 195 | TAMH | ||||
In that time of dreariness, will seem | 1 | 60 | 204 | TAMH | ||||
On beds of fire that burn below, | 1 | 60 | 220 | TAMH | ||||
I do believe that Eblis hath | 1 | 60 | 229 | TAMH | ||||
How was it that Ambition crept, | 1 | 61 | 240 | TAMH | ||||
That blush, perhaps, was maiden shame — | 1 | 66 | 9 | SONG | ||||
That blush, I ween, was maiden shame — | 1 | 66 | 9A | SONG | ||||
Who saw thee on that bridal day, | 1 | 66 | 13 | SONG | ||||
Who saw the on that bridal day, | 1 | 66 | 13A | SONG | ||||
When that deep blush would come o’er thee, | 1 | 66 | 14 | SONG | ||||
Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream! | 1 | 68 | 1 | DREA | ||||
Yes! tho’ that long dream were of hopeless sorrow, | 1 | 68 | 4 | DREA | ||||
But should it be — that dream eternally | 1 | 68 | 9 | DREA | ||||
From mine own home, with beings that have been | 1 | 68 | 17 | DREA | ||||
That dream was as that night wind — let it pass. | 1 | 69 | 26 | DREA | ||||
As in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife | 1 | 69 | 30 | DREA | ||||
Be silent in that solitude, | 1 | 71 | 5 | SPIRA | ||||
By that summer breeze unbrok’n | 1 | 71 | 25 | SPIRA | ||||
Be silent in that solitude, | 1 | 72 | 5 | SPIRD | ||||
Than that colder, lowly light. | 1 | 74 | 23 | STAR | ||||
I say that dream was fraught | 1 | 75 | 5 | IMIT | ||||
Of beings that have been, | 1 | 75 | 7 | IMIT | ||||
That vision of my spirit; | 1 | 75 | 12 | IMIT | ||||
For that bright hope at last | 1 | 75 | 15 | IMIT | ||||
And that light time have past, | 1 | 75 | 16 | IMIT | ||||
And yet that spirit knew not — in the hour | 1 | 77 | 7 | STAN | ||||
Perhaps it may be that my mind is wrought | 1 | 77 | 9 | STAN | ||||
To a ferver by the moon beam that hangs o’er, | 1 | 77 | 10 | STAN | ||||
But I will half believe that wild light fraught | 1 | 77 | 11 | STAN | ||||
That with a quick’ning spell doth o’er us pass | 1 | 77 | 15 | STAN | ||||
And yet it need not be — (that object) hid | 1 | 78 | 20 | STAN | ||||
Drawn by their heart's passion, and that tone, | 1 | 78 | 28 | STAN | ||||
That high tone of the spirit which hath striv’n | 1 | 78 | 29 | STAN | ||||
That holy dream — that holy dream, | 1 | 79 | 9 | ADRE | ||||
What though that light, thro’ storm and night, | 1 | 80 | 13 | ADRE | ||||
What though that light, thro’ misty night, | 1 | 80 | 13A | ADRE | ||||
But were that hope of pride and power | 1 | 82 | 17 | HAPP | ||||
Ev’n then I felt — that brightest hour | 1 | 82 | 19 | HAPP | ||||
A soul that knew it well. | 1 | 82 | 24 | HAPP | ||||
And the tall trees that tower’d around. | 1 | 85 | 6 | LAKEA | ||||
And the tall pines that towered around. | 1 | 85 | 6 | LAKEF | ||||
And the tall pines that tower’d around. | 1 | 85 | 6CE | LAKEF | ||||
Upon that spot — as upon all, | 1 | 85 | 8 | LAKEA | ||||
Upon that spot, as upon all, | 1 | 85 | 8 | LAKEF | ||||
To the terror of that lone lake. | 1 | 85 | 12E | LAKEF | ||||
Yet that terror was not fright — | 1 | 85 | 13 | LAKEA | ||||
Death was in that poison’d wave | 1 | 85 | 17 | LAKEA | ||||
An Eden of that dim lake. | 1 | 85 | 22 | LAKEA | ||||
Yet that terror was not fright, | 1 | 86 | 13 | LAKEF | ||||
Death was in that poisonous wave, | 1 | 86 | 18 | LAKEF | ||||
Death was in that poison’d wave, | 1 | 86 | 18BCE | LAKEF | ||||
An Eden of that dim lake. | 1 | 86 | 23 | LAKEF | ||||
That like the murmur in the shell, | 1 | 100 | 9 | ALAAR | ||||
That list our Love, and deck our bowers — | 1 | 100 | 13 | ALAAR | ||||
Away — away — 'mid seas of rays that roll | 1 | 100 | 20 | ALAAR | ||||
The soul that scarce (the billows are so dense) | 1 | 100 | 22 | ALAAR | ||||
A wreath that twined each starry form around, | 1 | 101 | 40 | ALAAR | ||||
(The fabled nectar that the heathen knew) | 1 | 101 | 53 | ALAAR | ||||
So like its own above that, to this hour, | 1 | 101 | 57 | ALAAR | ||||
Disconsolate linger — grief that hangs her head, | 1 | 101 | 62 | ALAAR | ||||
Disconsolate linger — grief that hangs her he, | 1 | 101 | 62E | ALAAR | ||||
Repenting follies that full long have fled, | 1 | 101 | 63 | ALAAR | ||||
And that aspiring flower that sprang on Earth — | 1 | 102 | 70 | ALAAR | ||||
And the Nelumbo bud that floats for ever | 1 | 102 | 78 | ALAAR | ||||
“Spirit! that dwellest where, | 1 | 102 | 82 | ALAAR | ||||
That turneth at the view | 1 | 102 | 88F | ALAAR | ||||
With speed that may not tire | 1 | 103 | 96 | ALAAR | ||||
And with pain that shall not part — | 1 | 103 | 97 | ALAAR | ||||
Who livest — that we know — | 1 | 103 | 98 | ALAAR | ||||
In thought that can alone | 1 | 104 | 111 | ALAAR | ||||
To the proud orbs that twinkle — and so be | 1 | 105 | 148 | ALAAR | ||||
As sprang that yellow star from downy hours | 1 | 105 | 155 | ALAAR | ||||
Of rosy head, that towering far away | 1 | 106 | 7 | ALAAR | ||||
Flashing from Parian marble that twin smile | 1 | 106 | 13 | ALAAR | ||||
Far down upon the wave that sparkled there, | 1 | 106 | 14 | ALAAR | ||||
And rays from God shot down that meteor chain | 1 | 106 | 24 | ALAAR | ||||
Save when, between th’ Empyrean and that ring, | 1 | 106 | 26 | ALAAR | ||||
The dimness of this world that greyish green | 1 | 106 | 29 | ALAAR | ||||
That Nature loves the best for Beauty's grave | 1 | 106 | 30 | ALAAR | ||||
That from his marble dwelling peered out, | 1 | 106 | 33 | ALAAR | ||||
That from his marble dwelling ventured out, | 1 | 106 | 33BC | ALAAR | ||||
That from his marble dwelling peered out, | 1 | 106 | 33E | ALAAR | ||||
That stole upon the ear, in Eyraco, | 1 | 107 | 42 | ALAAR | ||||
That stealeth ever on the ear of him | 1 | 107 | 44 | ALAAR | ||||
And zone that clung around her gentle waist | 1 | 108 | 54 | ALAAR | ||||
And zone that clung about her gentle waist | 1 | 108 | 54F | ALAAR | ||||
Within the centre of that hall to breathe | 1 | 108 | 56 | ALAAR | ||||
The fairy light that kiss’d her golden hair | 1 | 108 | 58 | ALAAR | ||||
The brilliant light that kiss’d her golden hair | 1 | 108 | 58F | ALAAR | ||||
To happy flowers that night — and tree to tree; | 1 | 108 | 61 | ALAAR | ||||
And sound alone that from the spirit sprang | 1 | 108 | 66 | ALAAR | ||||
That keeps, from the dreamer, | 1 | 108 | 70 | ALAAR | ||||
Bright beings! that ponder, | 1 | 108 | 72 | ALAAR | ||||
That cumber them too — | 1 | 109 | 87 | ALAAR | ||||
That lull’d ye to rest! | 1 | 109 | 91 | ALAAR | ||||
That leaps down to the flower, | 1 | 110 | 121F | ALAAR | ||||
The murmur that springs | 1 | 110 | 124 | ALAAR | ||||
To springs that lie clearest | 1 | 110 | 130 | ALAAR | ||||
To lone lake that smiles, | 1 | 110 | 132 | ALAAR | ||||
That enjewel its breast — | 1 | 110 | 135 | ALAAR | ||||
That fell, refracted, thro’ thy bounds, afar | 1 | 111 | 160 | ALAAR | ||||
O Death! from eye of God upon that star: | 1 | 111 | 161 | ALAAR | ||||
Sweet was that error — sweeter still that death — | 1 | 111 | 162 | ALAAR | ||||
Sweet was that error — ev’n with us the breath | 1 | 111 | 163 | ALAAR | ||||
That Truth is Falsehood — or that Bliss is Woe? | 1 | 111 | 167 | ALAAR | ||||
Beyond that death no immortality | 1 | 111 | 170 | ALAAR | ||||
But sleep that pondereth and is not “to be” — | 1 | 111 | 171 | ALAAR | ||||
Heard not the stirring summons of that hymn? | 1 | 112 | 175 | ALAAR | ||||
A gazer on the lights that shine above — | 1 | 112 | 184 | ALAAR | ||||
And scowls on starry worlds that down beneath it lie. | 1 | 112 | 193 | ALAAR | ||||
“Ianthe, dearest, see! how dim that ray! | 1 | 113 | 198 | ALAAR | ||||
She seem’d not thus upon that autumn eve | 1 | 113 | 200 | ALAAR | ||||
That eve — that eve — I should remember well — | 1 | 113 | 202 | ALAAR | ||||
But O that light! — I slumber’d — Death, the while, | 1 | 113 | 210 | ALAAR | ||||
Stole o’er my senses in that lovely isle | 1 | 113 | 211 | ALAAR | ||||
So softly that no single silken hair | 1 | 113 | 212 | ALAAR | ||||
Awoke that slept — or knew that he was there. | 1 | 113 | 213 | ALAAR | ||||
Awoke that slept — or knew that it was there. | 1 | 113 | 213CE | ALAAR | ||||
Dread star! that came, amid a night of mirth, | 1 | 114 | 243 | ALAAR | ||||
Dread star! that came, amid their night of mirth, | 1 | 114 | 243A | ALAAR | ||||
The night that waned and waned and brought no day. | 1 | 115 | 262 | ALAAR | ||||
That little time with lyre and rhyme | 1 | 128 | 18 | ROMG | ||||
That little hour with lyre and rhyme | 1 | 128 | 18CD | ROMG | ||||
That pleasure “to endure!” | 1 | 131 | 38 | SHOULD | ||||
Of the truth that gold can never buy — | 1 | 133 | 11 | BOWERS | ||||
Of truth that gold can never buy — | 1 | 133 | 11A | BOWERS | ||||
Of the baubles that it may. | 1 | 133 | 12 | BOWERS | ||||
Of the trifles that it may. | 1 | 133 | 12A | BOWERS | ||||
O! I care not that my earthly lot | 1 | 136 | 1 | TOMB | ||||
That years of love have been forgot | 1 | 136 | 3 | TOMB | ||||
I heed not that the desolate | 1 | 136 | 5 | TOMB | ||||
But that you meddle with my fate | 1 | 136 | 7 | TOMB | ||||
It is not that my founts of bliss | 1 | 136 | 9 | TOMB | ||||
I heed not that my founts of bliss | 1 | 136 | 9A | TOMB | ||||
Or that the thrill of a single kiss | 1 | 136 | 11 | TOMB | ||||
That the tremor of one kiss | 1 | 136 | 11A | TOMB | ||||
I heed not that my earthly lot | 1 | 137 | 1 | TOMD | ||||
That years of love have been forgot | 1 | 137 | 3 | TOMD | ||||
I mourn not that the desolate | 1 | 137 | 5 | TOMD | ||||
But that mu sorrow for s/ fate | 1 | 137 | 7 | TOMD | ||||
’Tis not that the flowers of twenty springs | 1 | 137 | 13 | TOMB | ||||
Nor that the grass — 0! may it thrive! | 1 | 137 | 17 | TOMB | ||||
But that, while I am dead yet alive | 1 | 137 | 19 | TOMB | ||||
But that, while I am dead and alive | 1 | 137 | 19A | TOMB | ||||
For the tears that drip all over. | 1 | 140 | 4 | FAIRY1 | ||||
They use that moon no more | 1 | 141 | 35 | FAIRY1 | ||||
From the sun that ’round me roll’d | 1 | 146 | 15 | ALONE | ||||
And the cloud that took the form | 1 | 147 | 20 | ALONE | ||||
In thy own book that first thy name be writ, | 1 | 148 | 3 | ELIZA | ||||
Ah! if that language from thy heart arise, | 1 | 149 | 5 | ACROS | ||||
Where, tho’ the garish lights that fly | 1 | 157 | 13 | INTRO | ||||
That very blackness yet doth fling | 1 | 157 | 17 | INTRO | ||||
That little hour with lyre and rhyme | 1 | 157 | 42 | INTRO | ||||
That list our love, or deck our bowers | 1 | 160 | 11 | MYST | ||||
That its echo still doth dwell, | 1 | 160 | 24 | MYST | ||||
You know that most enormous flower — | 1 | 161 | 11 | FAIRY2 | ||||
That rose — that what d’ye call it — that hung | 1 | 161 | 12 | FAIRY2 | ||||
For the tears that drip all over! | 1 | 162 | 44 | FAIRY2 | ||||
For that wide circumference | 1 | 162 | 57 | FAIRY2 | ||||
That gently, o’er a perfumed sea, | 1 | 165 | 3 | HELF | ||||
That gently, o’er a perfum’d sea, | 1 | 165 | 3AB | HELF | ||||
To the glory that was Greece, | 1 | 166 | 9 | HELF | ||||
And the grandeur that was Rome. | 1 | 166 | 10 | HELF | ||||
To the grandeur that was Rome. | 1 | 166 | 10C | HELF | ||||
Lo! in that little window-niche | 1 | 166 | 11AB | HELF | ||||
Lo! in that shadowy window-niche | 1 | 166 | 11C | HELF | ||||
That Israfeli's fire | 1 | 174 | 14 | ISRA | ||||
Is owing to that lyre | 1 | 174 | 15 | ISRA | ||||
But the Heavens that angel trod | 1 | 174 | 17 | ISRA | ||||
That Israfeli's fire | 1 | 176 | 18 | ISRG | ||||
Is owing to that lyre | 1 | 176 | 19 | ISRG | ||||
Is due unto that lyre | 1 | 176 | 19C | ISRG | ||||
That trembling living lyre | 1 | 176 | 21 | ISRG | ||||
But the skies that angel trod, | 1 | 176 | 23 | ISRG | ||||
But the Heavens that angel trod, | 1 | 176 | 23C | ISRG | ||||
Is dripping from that golden rim; | 1 | 183 | 10 | IRENE1 | ||||
To the lone oak that reels with bliss, | 1 | 183 | 20 | IRENE1 | ||||
To the lone oak that nodding hangs, | 1 | 183 | 20BC | IRENE1 | ||||
“That o’er the floor, and down the wall, | 1 | 184 | 36.1B | IRENE1 | ||||
“That thro’ the floors, and down the wall, | 1 | 184 | 36.1C | IRENE1 | ||||
Those flowers that say (ah hear them now!) | 1 | 184 | 53 | IRENE1 | ||||
On the clear waters there that flow, | 1 | 184 | 57 | IRENE1 | ||||
I pray to God that she may lie | 1 | 185 | 63 | IRENE1 | ||||
That chamber chang’d for one more holy — | 1 | 185 | 65 | IRENE1 | ||||
That chamber changed for one more holy — | 1 | 185 | 658 | IRENE1 | ||||
That bed for one more melancholy. | 1 | 185 | 66 | IRENE1 | ||||
That, o’er the floor and down the wall, | 1 | 187 | 28 | IRENE2 | ||||
I pray to God that she may lie | 1 | 188 | 42 | IRENE2 | ||||
Some vault that oft hath flung its black | 1 | 188 | 50 | IRENE2 | ||||
Some tomb that oft hath flung its black | 1 | 188 | 50DE | IRENE2 | ||||
Lies that valley as the day | 1 | 191 | 3 | NISA | ||||
Nothing save the airs that brood | 1 | 193 | 29 | NISB | ||||
That slumber o’er that valley-world. | 1 | 193 | 32 | NISB | ||||
Nothing save the airs that brood | 1 | 195 | 12 | NISE | ||||
That palpitate like the chill seas | 1 | 195 | 15 | NISE | ||||
That rustle through the unquiet Heaven | 1 | 196 | 18 | NISE | ||||
That rustle through the unquiet Heaven | 1 | 196 | 18C | NISE | ||||
Over the violets there that lie | 1 | 196 | 20 | NISE | ||||
Over the lilies there that wave | 1 | 196 | 22 | NISE | ||||
To heaven with that ungodly gloom! | 1 | 199 | 9 | CITYA | ||||
Time-eaten towers that tremble not! | 1 | 199 | 10 | CITYA | ||||
A heaven that God doth not contemn | 1 | 199 | 14 | CITYA | ||||
But there! that everlasting pall! | 1 | 199 | 17 | CITYA | ||||
On the long night-time of that town, | 1 | 199 | 21 | CITYA | ||||
But not the riches there that lie | 1 | 200 | 33 | CITYA | ||||
Along that wilderness of glass — | 1 | 200 | 38 | CITYA | ||||
No swellings hint that winds may be | 1 | 200 | 39 | CITYA | ||||
That all seem pendulous in air, | 1 | 200 | 42 | CITYA | ||||
Down, down that town shall settle hence, | 1 | 200 | 54 | CITYA | ||||
(Time-eaten towers that tremble not!) | 1 | 201 | 7 | CITYH | ||||
Resemble nothing that is ours. | 1 | 201 | 8 | CITYH | ||||
On the long night-time of that town; | 1 | 201 | 13 | CITYH | ||||
That all seem pendulous in air, | 1 | 202 | 27 | CITYH | ||||
But not the riches there that lie | 1 | 202 | 32 | CITYH | ||||
Along that wilderness of glass — | 1 | 202 | 37 | CITYH | ||||
No swellings tell that winds may be | 1 | 202 | 38 | CITYH | ||||
No heavings hint that winds have been | 1 | 202 | 40 | CITYH | ||||
Down, down that town shall settle hence, | 1 | 202 | 51 | CITYH | ||||
That ever died so young? | 1 | 205 | 4 | PAEAN | ||||
And they love her — that she died. | 1 | 206 | 12 | PAEAN | ||||
That my voice is growing weak — | 1 | 206 | 15 | PAEAN | ||||
That I should not sing at all — | 1 | 206 | 16 | PAEAN | ||||
Or that my tone should be | 1 | 206 | 17 | PAEAN | ||||
That the dead may feel no wrong. | 1 | 206 | 20 | PAEAN | ||||
Thou wast that all to me, love, | 1 | 214 | 1 | PARA | ||||
Thou wast all that to me, love, | 1 | 214 | 1KMP | PARA | ||||
Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise | 1 | 214 | 8 | PARA | ||||
Alas! for that accursed time | 1 | 215 | 20.1B | PARA | ||||
The hand that traced inexorable rage; | 1 | 221 | 2 | ENIGMA | ||||
(Indited in the language that he sung.) | 1 | 221 | 6 | ENIGMA | ||||
The bard that paints imagination's powers, | 1 | 222 | 11 | ENIGMA | ||||
That, scarce awake, thy soul shall deem | 1 | 223 | 20 | SERE | ||||
But that in heav’n thou had'st thy birth, | 1 | 2e4 | 11 | SLEEP | ||||
Thus came the first glance of that eye; | 1 | 225 | 10 | FANNY | ||||
Think that he deem’d thy charms divine; | 1 | 226 | 16 | FANNY | ||||
(Thirst for the springs of lore that in thee lie,) | 1 | 228 | 6 | COLIS | ||||
(Thirst for the springs of love that in thee lie,) | 1 | 228 | 6A | COLIS | ||||
“Not all the wonder that encircles us — | 1 | 229 | 42 | COLIS | ||||
“Not all the mysteries that in us lie — | 1 | 229 | 43 | COLIS | ||||
“Not all the memories that hang upon | 1 | 229 | 44 | COLIS | ||||
That crowd around my earthly path — | 1 | 236 | 2 | TOF | ||||
That crowd around my earthly path — | 1 | 236 | 14.2BC | TOF | ||||
Just o’er that one bright island smile. | 1 | 237 | 14 | TOF | ||||
UGO. Oh! is that you Benito (hiccup) are they gone? | 1 | 248 | 1 | POLI | ||||
He's gone, I’m sure of that — pretty far gone. | 1 | 248 | 7 | POLI | ||||
BENITO. I have no doubt, good Ugo, that you lied | 1 | 248 | 15 | POLI | ||||
That we may date his ruin — so I call it — | 1 | 249 | 39 | POLI | ||||
Of that most base seduction and abandonment. | 1 | 249 | 42 | POLI | ||||
Or was, that very sure, but he's reforming | 1 | 250 | 68 | POLI | ||||
(hiccup!) that you | 1 | 250 | 78 | POLI | ||||
JACINTA. You may well say that Sir Ugo — very pretty! | 1 | 250 | 80 | POLI | ||||
I saw that very ring upon the finger | 1 | 251 | 87 | POLI | ||||
That I’m the richest waiting maid in Rome | 1 | 252 | 110 | POLI | ||||
You do not see, I say, that my mistress Lalage | 1 | 252 | 112 | POLI | ||||
You do not see, I say, that the lady Lalage | 1 | 252 | 112Ax | POLI | ||||
What could have put that creature in your head? | 1 | 253 | 24 | POLI | ||||
Will damn a man, that damned villain am I! | 1 | 254 | 44 | POLI | ||||
Of my black perfidy? Oh that I were not | 1 | 254 | 48 | POLI | ||||
That I might dare be honest! | 1 | 254 | 51 | POLI | ||||
What the devil's that? | 1 | 255 | 85 | POLI | ||||
CASTIGLIONE. What's that I say? — where is the wine? | 1 | 255 | 86 | POLI | ||||
what do you mean by that? | 1 | 256 | 96 | POLI | ||||
Of the wine or of that. | 1 | 256 | 102 | POLI | ||||
What's that you have on your shoulder? | 1 | 256 | 107 | POLI | ||||
UGO. Sir? — it's the sackcloth, and that down below | 1 | 256 | 108 | POLI | ||||
and that there down below | 1 | 256 | 108Ax | POLI | ||||
Of what he said — he knows — and that I’ll meet him | 1 | 257 | 118 | POLI | ||||
Only to think of that! a tub of ashes! | 1 | 257 | 121 | POLI | ||||
Of that Egyptian queen, winning so easily | 1 | 261 | 22 | POLI | ||||
Will there be found — “dew sweeter far than that | 1 | 261 | 33 | POLI | ||||
And the rivulet that ran before the door! | 1 | 263 | 85 | POLI | ||||
This sacred vow? Not that — Oh no! — no! — no! | 1 | 264 | 99 | POLI | ||||
A vow — a vow? Not that — Oh no! — no! — no! | 1 | 264 | 99B | POLI | ||||
A pious vow? Not that — Oh no! — no! — no! | 1 | 264 | 99C | POLI | ||||
Not that! Not that! — I tell thee, holy man, | 1 | 264 | 100 | POLI | ||||
It is most singular now that you should laugh | 1 | 265 | 9 | POLI | ||||
The words you used were that the Earl you knew | 1 | 265 | 18 | POLI | ||||
DUKE. That did you, Sir, and well I knew at the time | 1 | 265 | 20 | POLI | ||||
Shake off the idle fancies that beset thee, | 1 | 267 | 4 | POLI | ||||
At thy behest I will shake off that nature | 1 | 268 | 10 | POLI | ||||
There is — what voice was that? | 1 | 268 | 18 | POLI | ||||
And yet the sweetest that ear ever heard! | 1 | 269 | 53 | POLI | ||||
Into my heart of hearts! that eloquent voice | 1 | 269 | 57 | POLI | ||||
Into my heart of hearts! that voice — that voice | 1 | 269 | 57AB | POLI | ||||
Very plainly through the window — that lattice belongs, | 1 | 269 | 63AB | POLI | ||||
Is even that Alessandra of whom he spoke | 1 | 270 | 67 | POLI | ||||
That all is still? Alas, all is not still! | 1 | 270 | 81Ax | POLI | ||||
“To gaze upon that veiled face, and hear | 1 | 271 | 103 | POLI | ||||
Once more that silent tongue.” | 1 | 271 | 104 | POLI | ||||
Thou askest me that — and thus I answer thee — | 1 | 272 | 12 | POLI | ||||
That we go down unhonoured and forgotten | 1 | 273 | 43 | POLI | ||||
In days that are to come? | 1 | 274 | 74 | POLI | ||||
Fly to that Paradise — my Lalage, wilt thou | 1 | 274 | 75 | POLI | ||||
So that the blade be keen — the blow be sure, | 1 | 275 | 104 | POLI | ||||
And she had not common sense — of that I’m sure | 1 | 277 | 34 | POLI | ||||
That man's a fool | 1 | 277 | 38 | POLI | ||||
For being stupid — look at that ass now, Ugo, | 1 | 277 | 45 | POLI | ||||
Oh! it's the paper that my lady gave me, | 1 | 277 | 49 | POLI | ||||
“Jacinta, get me this” — “D’ye hear? — bring that” | 1 | 278 | 63 | POLI | ||||
I’ll play my lady to a T, that will I. | 1 | 278 | 71 | POLI | ||||
BALDAZZAR. That knowing no cause of quarrel or of feud | 1 | 279 | 11 | POLI | ||||
BALDAZZAR. That he, Castiglione, not being aware | 1 | 279 | 19 | POLI | ||||
Stuffed in that bandbox? I’ll let him have it thus | 1 | 279 | 87 | POLI | ||||
Unto this man, that I, the Earl of Leicester, | 1 | 280 | 34 | POLI | ||||
If that we meet at all, it were as well | 1 | 280 | 44.1AB | POLI | ||||
That I should meet him in the Vatican — | 1 | 280 | 44.2AB | POLI | ||||
Dost thou not? that I am here. | 1 | 280 | 47 | POLI | ||||
Hold off thy hand — with that beloved name | 1 | 281 | 67 | POLI | ||||
That in this deep humiliation I perish. | 1 | 282 | 78 | POLI | ||||
And sociable, and all that kind of thing | 1 | 283 | 50 | POLI | ||||
To lie all day in that especial manner | 1 | 283 | 53 | POLI | ||||
I’ve heard before that such ideas as these | 1 | 283 | 61 | POLI | ||||
That he's deceased — if so the game is up. | 1 | 283 | 71 | POLI | ||||
That you’re defunct — or stop suppose I say — | 1 | 284 | 84 | POLI | ||||
UGO. Say that, Sir, say that! | 1 | 284 | 90 | POLI | ||||
More delicate, more proper, and all that — | 1 | 284 | 101 | POLI | ||||
That you should tell the circumstance yourself | 1 | 284 | 102 | POLI | ||||
Perhaps you’re not aware that — that — in short | 1 | 285 | 114 | POLI | ||||
The day is very sultry — and that a corpse | 1 | 285 | 115 | POLI | ||||
SAN OZZO. Ah that is well! | 1 | 285 | 122 | POLI | ||||
Most excellent! — ah! that is exquisite! | 1 | 285 | 127 | POLI | ||||
And all that sort of thing — ha! ha! ha! ha! | 1 | 285 | 135 | POLI | ||||
(Thirst for the springs of lore that in thee lie) | 1 | 286 | 7 | POLI | ||||
Not all the wonder that encircles us | 1 | 287 | 49 | POLI | ||||
Not all the mysteries that in us lie | 1 | 287 | 50 | POLI | ||||
Not all the memories that hang upon | 1 | 287 | 51 | POLI | ||||
That his love I have requited — | 1 | 308 | 22 | BRIDA | ||||
That proves me happy now! | 1 | 308 | 36 | BRIDA | ||||
That I am happy now! — | 1 | 309 | 25 | BRIDF | ||||
That proves me happy now! | 1 | 309 | 27 | BRIDF | ||||
Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers, | 1 | 311 | 1 | ZANTE | ||||
How many visions of a maiden that is | 1 | 311 | 7 | ZANTE | ||||
No more! alas, that magical sad sound | 1 | 311 | 9 | ZANTE | ||||
And every gentle air that dallied, | 1 | 316 | 13 | HAUNT | ||||
In that sweet day, | 1 | 316 | 14 | HAUNT | ||||
Wanderers in that happy valley, | 1 | 316 | 17 | HAUNT | ||||
All wanderers in that happy valley, | 1 | 316 | 17A | HAUNT | ||||
That blushed and bloomed, | 1 | 316 | 38 | HAUNT | ||||
That blush’d and bloom’d, | 1 | 316 | 38EFGL | HAUNT | ||||
And travellers, now, within that valley, | 1 | 316 | 41 | HAUNT | ||||
Vast forms that move fantastically | 1 | 316 | 43 | HAUNT | ||||
That spectre in my path? | 1 | 320 | 2 | MOTTO | ||||
That have a double life, which thus is made | 1 | 322 | 2 | SILE | ||||
That have a double life, life aptly made | 1 | 322 | 2ABC | SILE | ||||
A type of that twin entity which springs | 1 | 322 | 3 | SILE | ||||
The type of that twin entity which springs | 1 | 322 | 3ABC | SILE | ||||
That haunteth the lone regions where hath trod | 1 | 322 | 14 | SILE | ||||
That shift the scenery to and fro, | 1 | 325 | 14 | WORM | ||||
That motley drama — oh, be sure | 1 | 325 | 17 | WORM | ||||
By a crowd that seize it not, | 1 | 325 | 20 | WORM | ||||
Through a circle that ever returneth in | 1 | 326 | 21 | WORM | ||||
A blood-red thing that writhes from out | 1 | 326 | 27 | WORM | ||||
That the play is the tragedy, “Man,” | 1 | 326 | 39 | WORM | ||||
unbending that all men | 1 | 328 | 1 | STYL | ||||
That ever died so young! | 1 | 335 | 8 | LENA | ||||
Ye blessed her — that she died. | 1 | 335 | 23 | LENA | ||||
Ye bless’d her — that she died. | 1 | 335 | 23B | LENA | ||||
That ever died so young?” | 1 | 335 | 27 | LENA | ||||
Go up to God so mournfully that she may feel no wrong! | 1 | 335 | 31 | LENA | ||||
That should have been thy bride — | 1 | 335 | 37 | LENA | ||||
that ever died so young — | 1 | 336 | 6 | LENK | ||||
in that she died so young. | 1 | 336 | 7 | LENK | ||||
in that she died so young. | 1 | 336 | 7E | LENK | ||||
That now so lowly lies — | 1 | 336 | 40 | LENA | ||||
ye blessed her — that she died: — | 1 | 337 | 9 | LENK | ||||
ye bless’d her — that she died: — | 1 | 337 | 9G | LENK | ||||
That did to death the innocence | 1 | 337 | 12 | LENK | ||||
that died and died so young?” | 1 | 337 | 12 | LENK | ||||
that perished so young?” | 1 | 337 | 12C | LENK | ||||
with Hope that flew beside, | 1 | 337 | 15 | LENK | ||||
that should have been thy bride — | 1 | 337 | 16 | LENK | ||||
For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies, | 1 | 337 | 17 | LENK | ||||
From a wild weird clime that lieth, sublime, | 1 | 344 | 7 | ROUTE | ||||
With forms that no man can discover | 1 | 344 | 11 | ROUTE | ||||
For the dews that drip all over; | 1 | 344 | 12 | ROUTE | ||||
For the tears that drip all over; | 1 | 344 | 12E | ROUTE | ||||
Seas that restlessly aspire, | 1 | 344 | 15 | ROUTE | ||||
Lakes that endlessly outspread | 1 | 344 | 17 | ROUTE | ||||
By the lakes that thus outspread | 1 | 344 | 21 | ROUTE | ||||
Shrouded forms that start and sigh | 1 | 344 | 35 | ROUTE | ||||
For the spirit that walks in shadow | 1 | 345 | 41 | ROUTE | ||||
And thus the sad Soul that here passes | 1 | 345 | 49 | ROUTE | ||||
That the vapor can make | 1 | 349 | 10 | EULA | ||||
So that now, to still the beating | 1 | 365 | 15 | RAVEN | ||||
That it is and nothing more.” | 1 | 365 | 18CLNU | RAVEN | ||||
That I scarce was sure I heard you” — | 1 | 365 | 23 | RAVEN | ||||
Deep into that darkness peering, | 1 | 365 | 25 | RAVEN | ||||
“Surely,” said I, “surely that is | 1 | 366 | 33 | RAVEN | ||||
that no living human being | 1 | 367 | 51 | RAVEN | ||||
that no sublunary being | 1 | 367 | 51ACE | RAVEN | ||||
on that placid bust, spoke only | 1 | 367 | 55R | RAVEN | ||||
That one word, as if his soul | 1 | 367 | 56 | RAVEN | ||||
in that one word he did outpour. | 1 | 367 | 56 | RAVEN | ||||
that melancholy burden bore | 1 | 367 | 65 | RAVEN | ||||
That sad answer, “Nevermore!” | 1 | 367 | 66ABC | RAVEN | ||||
that the lamp-light gloated o’er, | 1 | 368 | 76 | RAVEN | ||||
By that Heaven that bends above us — | 1 | 368 | 92 | RAVEN | ||||
by that God we both adore — | 1 | 368 | 92 | RAVEN | ||||
“Be that word our sign of parting, | 1 | 369 | 97 | RAVEN | ||||
of that lie thy soul hath spoken! | 1 | 369 | 99 | RAVEN | ||||
of a demon's that is dreaming, | 1 | 369 | 105 | RAVEN | ||||
of a demon that is dreaming, | 1 | 369 | 105ABCEFHKLP | RAVEN | ||||
And my soul from out that shadow | 1 | 369 | 107 | RAVEN | ||||
that lies floating on the floor | 1 | 369 | 107 | RAVEN | ||||
In multitudinous thunders that upstartle | 1 | 378 | 3 | LINES | ||||
And every time that you fold it across, | 1 | 378 | 7 | WALL | ||||
’Tis as plain as the light of the day that you double it! | 1 | 378 | 8 | WALL | ||||
That thus we might be doubly blest, | 1 | 382 | 14 | VANE | ||||
To check the power that governs here. | 1 | 384 | 8 | KING | ||||
Lady! I would that verse of mine | 1 | 385 | 1 | FSO | ||||
Virtues that challenge envy's praise, | 1 | 386 | 7 | FSO | ||||
Blest with all bliss that earth can yield, | 1 | 386 | 27 | FSO | ||||
Bright with all hopes that Heaven can give. | 1 | 386 | 28 | FSO | ||||
Shall find her own sweet name that, nestling, lies | 1 | 389 | 3 | VALA | ||||
Shall find her own sweet name, that, nestling lies | 1 | 389 | 3 | VALG | ||||
Shall find her own sweet name, that, nestling, lies | 1 | 389 | 3DF | VALG | ||||
That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure — | 1 | 389 | 7 | VALA | ||||
That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure — | 1 | 389 | 7 | VALG | ||||
That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure — | 1 | 389 | 7F | VALG | ||||
that is, feet/ made up of undivided words] | 1 | 393 | 8/ 9 | MODC | ||||
Can it be fancied that Deity ever vindictively | 1 | 393 | 10 | MODC | ||||
[VIII Lines to show that “a truly Greek hexameter” | 1 | 393 | 23 | MODC | ||||
Like that bird the lover | 1 | 399 | 12 | LOU | ||||
At the soft-murmured words that were fulfilled | 1 | 400 | 11 | MLS | ||||
And think that these weak lines are written by him — | 1 | 400 | 16 | MLS | ||||
God nerve the soul that ne’er forgets | 1 | 403 | 2 | PHYS | ||||
God shield the soul that ne’er forgets. C...] | 1 | 403 | 6 | PHYS | ||||
God guide the soul that ne’er forgets. C...] | 1 | 403 | 8 | PHYS | ||||
Maintained the “Power of Words” — denied that ever | 1 | 406 | 3 | MARA | ||||
And now, as if in mockery of that boast, | 1 | 406 | 6 | MARA | ||||
That hangs like chains of pearl on Hermon hill” | 1 | 406 | 10 | MARA | ||||
In deep humility I own that now | 1 | 406 | 17 | MARA | ||||
Maintained the “power of words” — denied that ever | 1 | 407 | 3 | MARB | ||||
And now, as if in mockery of that boast, | 1 | 407 | 6 | MARB | ||||
That hangs like chains of pearl on Hermon hill” — | 1 | 407 | 10 | MARB | ||||
Unthought-like thoughts that are the souls of thought, | 1 | 407 | 12 | MARB | ||||
With that dear name as text I cannot write — | 1 | 407 | 23 | MARA | ||||
As the scoriae rivers that roll — | 1 | 416 | 14 | ULA | ||||
As the lavas that restlessly roll | 1 | 416 | 15 | ULA | ||||
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek, | 1 | 416 | 18 | ULA | ||||
She has seen that the tears are not dry on | 1 | 417 | 42 | ULA | ||||
That cannot but guide us aright | 1 | 418 | 70 | ULA | ||||
As the leaves that were crisped and sere — | 1 | 418 | 83 | ULA | ||||
As the leaves that were crispd and sere — | 1 | 418 | 83AK | ULA | ||||
As the leaves that were crisped and sere — | 1 | 418 | 83BCG | ULA | ||||
As the leaves that were withering and sere — | 1 | 418 | 84 | ULA | ||||
That I journeyed — I journeyed down here! — | 1 | 418 | 87 | ULA | ||||
That I brought a dread burden down here — | 1 | 418 | 88 | ULA | ||||
Have been that the woodlandish ghouls — | 1 | 418 | 96 | ULA | ||||
From the secret that lies in these wolds — | 1 | 418 | 99 | ULA | ||||
From the thing that lies hidden in these wolds — | 1 | 418 | 100 | ULA | ||||
Owl-downy nonsense that the faintest puff | 1 | 425 | 7 | DUNCE | ||||
Of the dear names that lie concealed within ’t. | 1 | 425 | 14 | DUNCE | ||||
While the stars that oversprinkle | 1 | 435 | 6 | BELLSEG | ||||
To the tintinabulation that so musically wells | 1 | 435 | 11 | BELLSEG | ||||
To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells | 1 | 435 | 11FGH | BELLSEG | ||||
To the turtle-dove that listens while she gloats | 1 | 436 | 23 | BELLSEG | ||||
Of the rapture that impels | 1 | 436 | 30 | BELLSEG | ||||
For every sound that floats | 1 | 437 | 76 | BELLSEG | ||||
They that dwell up in the steeple | 1 | 437 | 80 | BELLSEG | ||||
They that sleep up in the steeple | 1 | 437 | 80E2 | BELLSEG | ||||
In that muffled monotone, | 1 | 437 | 83 | BELLSEG | ||||
A full-orbed moon, that, like thine own soul, soaring, | 1 | 445 | 4 | TOHEL | ||||
Roses that grew in an enchanted garden, | 1 | 445 | 9 | TOHEL | ||||
That gave out, in return for the love-light, | 1 | 445 | 12 | TOHEL | ||||
That smiled and died in this parterre, enchanted | 1 | 445 | 15 | TOHEL | ||||
Was it not Fate, that, on this July midnight — | 1 | 445 | 21 | TOHEL | ||||
That bade me pause before that garden-gate, | 1 | 445 | 23 | TOHEL | ||||
Lighting my lonely pathway home that night, | 1 | 446 | 53 | TOHEL | ||||
I will drain that glass again. | 1 | 450 | 2 | ALE | ||||
That my days have been a dream; | 1 | 451 | 5 | TAKE | ||||
All that we see or seem | 1 | 452 | 10 | TAKE | ||||
Is all that we see or seem | 1 | 452 | 23- | TAKE | ||||
Is all that I see or seem | 1 | 452 | 23A | TAKE | ||||
That any beholder | 1 | 456 | 15 | ANNIE | ||||
With that horrible throbbing | 1 | 457 | 22 | ANNIE | ||||
That maddened my brain — | 1 | 457 | 22AB | ANNIE | ||||
At heart: — ah, that horrible, | 1 | 457 | 23 | ANNIE | ||||
That burned in my brain. | 1 | 457 | 24AB | ANNIE | ||||
That maddened my brain — | 1 | 457 | 28 | ANNIE | ||||
At heart: — oh, that horrible, | 1 | 457 | 29A | ANNIE | ||||
At heart: — O, that horrible, | 1 | 457 | 29B | ANNIE | ||||
That burned in my brain. | 1 | 457 | 30 | ANNIE | ||||
That torture the worst | 1 | 457 | 32 | ANNIE | ||||
That quenches all thirst: — | 1 | 457 | 38 | ANNIE | ||||
Of a water that flows, | 1 | 457 | 39 | ANNIE | ||||
That my room it is gloomy | 1 | 457 | 47 | ANNIE | ||||
That you fancy me dead — | 1 | 459 | 88 | ANNIE | ||||
That you fancy me dead — | 1 | 459 | 92 | ANNIE | ||||
That you shudder to look at me, | 1 | 459 | 93 | ANNIE | ||||
That looked like Eldorado. | 1 | 463 | 12 | ELDOR | ||||
Because I feel that, in the Heavens above, | 1 | 467 | 1 | MOTHB | ||||
None so devotional as that of “Mother,” | 1 | 467 | 4 | MOTHB | ||||
None so devotional as that of “mother,” | 1 | 467 | 4 | MOTHC | ||||
Therefore by that dear name I long have called you — | 1 | 467 | 5 | MOTHB | ||||
Therefore by that sweet name I long have called you; | 1 | 467 | 5 | MOTHC | ||||
By that infinity with which my wife | 1 | 467 | 13 | MOTHB | ||||
By that infinity with which my wife | 1 | 467 | 13 | MOTHC | ||||
That a maiden there lived whom you may know | 1 | 477 | 3 | LEEA | ||||
But we loved with a love that was more than love — | 1 | 477 | 9 | LEEA | ||||
With a love that the wingdd seraphs in Heaven | 1 | 477 | 11 | LEEA | ||||
With a love that the winged seraphs in Heaven | 1 | 477 | 11B | LEEA | ||||
With a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven | 1 | 477 | 11C-HJK | LEEA | ||||
With a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven | 1 | 477 | 11F | LEEA | ||||
With a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven | 1 | 477 | 11G | LEEA | ||||
With a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven | 1 | 477 | IIL | LEEA | ||||
And this was the reason that, long ago, | 1 | 477 | 13 | LEEA | ||||
So that her high-born kinsmen came | 1 | 477 | 17 | LEEA | ||||
So that her high-born kinsman came | 1 | 477 | 17KL | LEEA | ||||
That a maiden there lived whom you may know | 1 | 478 | 3 | LEEE | ||||
But we loved with a love that was more than love — | 1 | 478 | 9 | LEEE | ||||
Yes! — that was the reason (as all men know, | 1 | 478 | 23 | LEEA | ||||
That the wind came out of the cloud by night, | 1 | 478 | 25 | LEEA | ||||
That the wind came out of the cloud, chilling | 1 | 478 | 25EFH | LEEA | ||||
With a love that the win+ seraphs of Heaven | 1 | 479 | 11 | LEEE | ||||
With a love that the winged seraphs in Heaven | 1 | 479 | 11A | LEEE | ||||
With a love that the winged seraphs in Heaven | 1 | 479 | 118 | LEEE | ||||
With a love that the wingd seraphs of Heaven | 1 | 479 | 11F | LEEE | ||||
With a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven | 1 | 479 | 11G | LEEE | ||||
With a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven | 1 | 479 | 11L | LEEE | ||||
And this was the reason that, long ago, | 1 | 479 | 13 | LEEE | ||||
So that her highborn kinsmen came | 1 | 479 | 17 | LEEE | ||||
So that her highborn kinsman came | 1 | 479 | 17KL | LEEE | ||||
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know, | 1 | 479 | 23 | LEEE | ||||
That the wind came out of the cloud, chilling | 1 | 479 | 25 | LEEE | ||||
That the wind came out of the cloud by night | 1 | 479 | 25A-DGJKL | LEEE |
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Notes:
Note: For this online presentation, the underlined text has been rendered as italic, in keeping with the original intention.
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[S:0 - CPEAP, 1989] - Edgar Allan Poe Society of Baltimore - Works-Concordance of the Poetry of EAP (E. Wiley) (Letter A-ALL)