That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. _She_ was a child and _I_ was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love - I and my Annabel Lee - With a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud by night Chilling my Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up, in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me: - Yes! that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud, chilling And killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we - Of many far wiser than we - And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: - For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride In her sepulchre there by the sea - In her tomb by the side of the sea. (1849) 43. - , , : , , -, , , , . , , . , , - -, , , . - , , - , -; , , . , - ( ), - -. , , , , - , , - , , , -. -: , -; , , - - - , . (1895) . 44. IMITATION A dark unfathom'd tide Of interminable pride - A mystery, and a dream, Should my early life seem; I say that dream was fraught With a wild, and waking thought Of beings that have been, Which my spirit hath not seen. Had I let them pass me by, With a dreaming eye! Let none of earth inherit That vision of my spirit; Those thoughts I would controul, As a spell upon his soul: For that bright hope at last And that light time have past, And my worldly rest hath gone With a sigh as it pass'd on: I care not tho' it perish With a thought I then did cherish. (1827) 44.  , , , : - . - , , . , , , , . , , , , , ! ; , , . , . , ! (1924) . 45. FAIRY LAND Sit down beside me, Isabel, _Here_, dearest, where the moonbeam fell Just now so fairy-like and well. _Now_ thou art dress'd for paradise! I am star-stricken with thine eyes! My soul is lolling on thy sighs! Thy hair is lifted by the moon Like flowers by the low breath of June! Sit down, sit down - how came we here? Or is it all but a dream, my dear? You know that most enormous flower - That rose - that what d'ye call it - that hung Up like a dog-star in this bower - To-day (the wind blew, and) it swung So impudently in my face, So like a thing alive you know, I tore it from its pride of place And shook it into pieces - so Be all ingratitude requited. The winds ran off with it delighted, And, thro' the opening left, as soon As she threw off her cloak, you moon Has sent a ray down with a tune. And this ray is a _fairy_ ray - Did you not say so, Isabel? How fantastically it fell With a spiral twist and a swell, And over the wet grass rippled away With a tinkling like a bell! In my own country all the way We can discover a moon ray Which thro' some tatter'd curtain pries Into the darkness of a room, Is by (the very source of gloom) The motes, and dust, and flies, On which it trembles and lies Like joy upon sorrow! O, _when_ will come the morrow? Isabel! do you not fear The night and the wonders here? Dim vales! and shadowy floods! And cloudy-looking woods Whose forms we can't discover For the tears that drip all over! Huge moons - see! wax and wane Again - again - again - Every moment of the night - Forever changing places! How they put out the starlight With the breath from their pale faces! Lo! one is coming down With its centre on the crown Of a mountain's eminence! Down - still down - and down - Now deep shall be - deep! The passion of our sleep! For that wide circumference In easy drapery falls Drowsily over halls - Over ruin'd walls - Over waterfalls, (Silent waterfalls!) O'er the strange woods - o'er the sea - Alas! over the sea! (1829-1831) 45.  , , , , , . - ! ! ! , . ! - ? , , ? ( ) - ; , , , , , , -, - , - , , , . ( !) , - , ; , . , , , , , , , - ! ? , , , , , . - - - , - , , - , , - . - - - , - - ! , , , - , - , - , - ( !) - - ! - , , ! (1924) . 46. THE VALLEY NIS Far away - far away - Far away - as far at least Lies that valley as the day Down within the golden east - All things lovely - are not they Far away - far away? It is called the valley Nis. And a Syriac tale there is Thereabout which Time hath said Shall not be interpreted. Something about Satan's dart - Something about angel wings - Much about a broken heart - All about unhappy things: But "the valley Nis" at best Means "the valley of unrest." _Once_ it smiled a silent dell Where the people did not dwell, Having gone unto the wars - And the sly mysterious stars, With a visage full of meaning, O'er the unguarded flowers were leaning: Or the sun ray dripp'd all red Thro' the tulips overhead, Then grew paler as it fell On the quiet Asphodel. Now the _unhappy_ shall confess Nothing there is motionless: Helen, like thy human eye There th' uneasy violets lie - There the reedy grass doth wave Over the old forgotten grave - One by one from the tree top There the eternal dews do drop - There the vague and dreamy trees Do roll like seas in northern breeze Around the stormy Hebrides - There the gorgeous clouds do fly, Rustling everlastingly, Through the terror-stricken sky, Rolling like a waterfall O'er th' horizon's fiery wall - There the moon doth shine by night With a most unsteady light - There the sun doth reel by day "Over the hills and far away." (1831) 46.  , , , . , , , , ! - . ( : ); - , - , , , , , - "", - " ". , , . ; , , ; , , , , . , : ! ! , ; ; , ; , , , , ; , ; , , , ; , . (1924) . 47. A PAEAN How shall the burial rite be read? The solemn song be sung? The requiem for the loveliest dead, That ever died so young? Her friends are gazing on her, And on her gaudy bier, And weep! - oh! to dishonor Her beauty with a tear! They loved her for her wealth - And they hated her for her pride - But she grew in feeble health, And they love _her_ - that she died. They tell me (while they speak Of her "costly broider'd pall") That my voice is growing weak - That I should not sing at all - Or that my tone should be Tun'd to such solemn song So mournfully - so mournfully, That the dead may feel no wrong. But she is gone above, With young Hope at her side, And I am drunk with love Of the dead, who is my bride. Of the dead - dead - who lies All motionless, With the death upon her eyes, And the life upon each tress. Thus on the coffin loud and long I strike - the murmur sent Through the grey chambers to my song Shall be the accompaniment. In June she died - in June Of life - beloved, and fair; But she did not die too soon, Nor with too calm an air. From more than fiends on earth, Helen, thy soul is riven, To join the all-hallowed mirth Of more than thrones in heaven - Therefore, to thee this night I will no requiem raise, But waft thee on thy flight, With a Paean of old days. (1831-1836) 47.  - ! - ! , ! , , , : "! ?" , . . . ( ), , , , , , - , . , ; , ! , - , ! , , . - , , ! - . , ? - ! , . : , ! , - ! ! (1924) . (1878-1988) 3. , , , , : , - ! ; , , , , . , , - . , ; . ! ... , - : ! ? ! , , - ? (1924) . 12. *** , ; . , : , , , . (1924) . 13. - - , , -, , , , ; - - - - - , , , , , - , , , ( , ), - - - - - - , , , - , - , - , - , , , , , , , , . , , , , , . , - , . , - - , , , , , , , , ( !), . (1911) . 14. ! - , , , ! , , , , : , ! , , , . ! - ! (1924) . 15. ... , - - , . , " - ". , ; , , , . , , , ; ( ) . , , , , - ; , , . - , - , - ; , - . , , , , , . , , , ! ! . , , - . , ! - ! , ; , - ; . , , , - , , , . 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