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Christopher Walken
Ronald Walken, known professionally as Christopher Walken (born March 31, 1943), is an American actor. He has appeared in more than 100 films and television shows, including The Deer Hunter, Annie Hall, The Prophecy trilogy, The Dogs of War, Brainstorm, The Dead Zone, A View to a Kill, True Romance, Pulp Fiction, Sleepy Hollow, Catch Me If You Can, Kill the Irishman, Hairspray and Seven Psychopaths, as well as music videos by many popular recording artists. Walken has received a number of awards and nominations during his career, including winning the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor in 1978 for his portrayal of Nikanor "Nick" Chebotarevich in The Deer Hunter.
Walken's films have grossed more than $1 billion in the United States. He has also played the lead in the Shakespeare plays Hamlet, Macbeth, Romeo and Juliet, and Coriolanus. He is a popular guest-host of Saturday Night Live, having hosted seven times as of April 2008. His most notable roles on the show include record producer Bruce Dickinson in the "More Cowbell" sketch, as the double-entendre-named disgraced Confederate officer, Colonel Angus, and his multiple appearances as The Continental.
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Christopher Walken
ALBUMS
- Hairspray released: 2007
- Closed on Account of Rabies: Poems and Tales of Edgar Allan Poe released: 1997
Hairspray
Released 2007- Good Morning Baltimore
- The Nicest Kids in Town
- It Takes Two
- (The Legend of) Miss Baltimore Crabs
- I Can Hear the Bells
- Ladies' Choice
- The New Girl in Town
- Welcome to the 60's
- Run and Tell That
- Big, Blonde and Beautiful
- Big, Blonde and Beautful (reprise)
- (You're) Timeless to Me
- I Know Where I've Been
- Without Love
- (It's) Hairspray
- You Can't Stop the Beat
- Come So Far (Got Go Far to Go)
- Cooties
- Mama, I'm a Big Girl Now
- Step On Out on the Corny Collins Show
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Jeff Buckley Ulalume (lyrics)
Album: Closed On Account Of Rabies: Poems And Tales Of Edgar Allan Poe Released: 9 December 1997 It is dedicated to Jeff Buckley and Allen Ginsberg, both of whom died shortly before the CD went to press. Jeff Buckley died on May 29, 1997, and Allen Ginsberg April 5, 1997. “Ulalume” is by many considered the greatest of all Poe’s poems. The vocal music by itself conveys one emotion after another, like the lapping of a river against a shore — steady, quiet, and resistless. It must be read aloud or sounded to the “inner ear,” and indeed it was composed for recitation. The spoken word album is a two-disc collection of musical and spoken-word interpretations performed by various artists of classic works of Edgar Allan Poe Among the contributors are Iggy Pop, Marianne Faithfull, Ken Nordine C...
published: 02 Mar 2017 -
Christopher Walken - The Raven
Closed On Account of Rabies is a double-CD with poems and tales by Edgar Allan Poe performed by various artists. Chris reads Poe's famous supernatural poem 'The Raven'. Walken must have a fondness for this poem, as he also recites part of it in the opening scene of The Dead Zone.
published: 21 May 2010 -
ulalume
this is my vampiric reading of edgar allen poe's poem, ulalume.. filmed in nightshot last halloween..
published: 05 Apr 2007 -
The Raven By Edgar Allan Poe | Voice By :Christopher Walken
"The Raven" is a narrative poem by American writer and poet Edgar Allan Poe first published in January 1845. Noted for its musicality, stylized language and supernatural atmosphere, it tells of a talking raven's mysterious visit to a distraught lover, tracing his slow descent into madness. The lover, often identified as a student,[1][2] is lamenting the loss of his love Lenore. The raven, sitting on a bust of Pallas, seems to further instigate his distress with its repeated word, "Nevermore." Throughout, Poe makes allusions to folklore and various classical works.The first publication of "The Raven" on January 29, 1845 in the New York Evening Mirror made Poe widely popular for the bombs in his day. The poem was soon heavily reprinted, parodied, and illustrated. Though some critics disagree...
published: 26 Sep 2007 -
Christopher Walken The Raven with book
This Edgar Allan Poe's classic The Raven read by Chris Walken and illustrated by Ryan Price. I put this together for a Jr. High Lit class.
published: 02 Apr 2008 -
POE'S ULALUME
Edgar Allan Poe considered "Ulalume" one of his "best." Jeff Buckley recorded his version for the CD set "Closed On Account Of Rabies." Images are from Google.
published: 11 Apr 2009 -
Ulalume Read By Jeff Buckley AudioBook - Edgar Allan Poe
Ulalume Read By Jeff Buckley AudioBook - Edgar Allan Poe. This audiobook is in the public domain
published: 22 Apr 2013 -
Ulalume by Edgar Allan Poe
"Ulalume" (1847) by Edgar Allan Poe Images from deviantArt by keinviik, lostpickingflowers, LAPIAZ, catch---22, Jelle-S, scheinbar, Racebabe, Katzilla13 Paintings by Van Gogh, Manet 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— It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. Here once, through an alley Titanic, Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul— Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul. These were days when my heart was volcanic As the scoriac rivers that roll— As the lavas that restlessly roll Their sulphurous currents down ...
published: 23 Oct 2012 -
Ulalume - By Edgar Allan Poe
Read by Bernardo Portilho For an english school work in Escola Parque Lyrics: 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 - It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. Here once, through and alley Titanic, Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul - Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul. These were days when my heart was volcanic As the scoriac rivers that roll - As the lavas that restlessly roll Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek In the ultimate climes of the pole - That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek In the realms of the boreal pole. Our talk had be...
published: 15 Oct 2011 -
Ulalume
Music by RAYON VERT Rob Grant - Bass, Vocals Doctor C - Keyboards Farrell Jackson - Acoustic Guitar Gary Carciello - Electric Guitars Copyright © 2010 Rayon Vert. All rights reserved.
published: 22 Jan 2010
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6:13
Jeff Buckley Ulalume (lyrics)
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- Duration: 6:13
- Uploaded Date: 02 Mar 2017
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Album: Closed On Account Of Rabies: Poems And Tales Of Edgar Allan Poe
Released: 9 December 1997
It is dedicated to Jeff Buckley and Allen Ginsberg, both of wh...
Album: Closed On Account Of Rabies: Poems And Tales Of Edgar Allan Poe
Released: 9 December 1997
It is dedicated to Jeff Buckley and Allen Ginsberg, both of whom died shortly before the CD went to press.
Jeff Buckley died on May 29, 1997, and Allen Ginsberg April 5, 1997.
“Ulalume” is by many considered the greatest of all Poe’s poems. The vocal music by itself conveys one emotion after another, like the lapping of a river against a shore — steady, quiet, and resistless. It must be read aloud or sounded to the “inner ear,” and indeed it was composed for recitation.
The spoken word album is a two-disc collection of musical and spoken-word interpretations performed by various artists of classic works of Edgar Allan Poe
Among the contributors are Iggy Pop, Marianne Faithfull, Ken Nordine Christopher Walken and Gabriel Byrne.
produced by Hal Willner and Michael Minzer
Cover art by Ralph Steadman
The album:
https://www.discogs.com/Edgar-Allan-Poe-Closed-On-Account-Of-Rabies-Poems-And-Tales-Of-Edgar-Allan-Poe/release/606174
ULALUME (lyrics):
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poems/detail/44889
Ulalume analysis:
http://www.shmoop.com/ulalume/analysis.html
http://www.eapoe.org/works/mabbott/tom1p099.htm
https://wn.com/Jeff_Buckley_Ulalume_(Lyrics)
Album: Closed On Account Of Rabies: Poems And Tales Of Edgar Allan Poe
Released: 9 December 1997
It is dedicated to Jeff Buckley and Allen Ginsberg, both of whom died shortly before the CD went to press.
Jeff Buckley died on May 29, 1997, and Allen Ginsberg April 5, 1997.
“Ulalume” is by many considered the greatest of all Poe’s poems. The vocal music by itself conveys one emotion after another, like the lapping of a river against a shore — steady, quiet, and resistless. It must be read aloud or sounded to the “inner ear,” and indeed it was composed for recitation.
The spoken word album is a two-disc collection of musical and spoken-word interpretations performed by various artists of classic works of Edgar Allan Poe
Among the contributors are Iggy Pop, Marianne Faithfull, Ken Nordine Christopher Walken and Gabriel Byrne.
produced by Hal Willner and Michael Minzer
Cover art by Ralph Steadman
The album:
https://www.discogs.com/Edgar-Allan-Poe-Closed-On-Account-Of-Rabies-Poems-And-Tales-Of-Edgar-Allan-Poe/release/606174
ULALUME (lyrics):
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poems/detail/44889
Ulalume analysis:
http://www.shmoop.com/ulalume/analysis.html
http://www.eapoe.org/works/mabbott/tom1p099.htm
8:44
Christopher Walken - The Raven
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- Duration: 8:44
- Uploaded Date: 21 May 2010
- views: 65936
Closed On Account of Rabies is a double-CD with poems and tales by Edgar Allan Poe performed by various artists. Chris reads Poe's famous supernatural poem 'The...
Closed On Account of Rabies is a double-CD with poems and tales by Edgar Allan Poe performed by various artists. Chris reads Poe's famous supernatural poem 'The Raven'.
Walken must have a fondness for this poem, as he also recites part of it in the opening scene of The Dead Zone.
https://wn.com/Christopher_Walken_The_Raven
Closed On Account of Rabies is a double-CD with poems and tales by Edgar Allan Poe performed by various artists. Chris reads Poe's famous supernatural poem 'The Raven'.
Walken must have a fondness for this poem, as he also recites part of it in the opening scene of The Dead Zone.
- published: 21 May 2010
- views: 65936
4:37
ulalume
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:37
- Uploaded Date: 05 Apr 2007
- views: 1390
this is my vampiric reading of edgar allen poe's poem, ulalume.. filmed in nightshot last halloween..
this is my vampiric reading of edgar allen poe's poem, ulalume.. filmed in nightshot last halloween..
https://wn.com/Ulalume
this is my vampiric reading of edgar allen poe's poem, ulalume.. filmed in nightshot last halloween..
- published: 05 Apr 2007
- views: 1390
9:09
The Raven By Edgar Allan Poe | Voice By :Christopher Walken
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- Duration: 9:09
- Uploaded Date: 26 Sep 2007
- views: 26704
"The Raven" is a narrative poem by American writer and poet Edgar Allan Poe first published in January 1845. Noted for its musicality, stylized language and sup...
"The Raven" is a narrative poem by American writer and poet Edgar Allan Poe first published in January 1845. Noted for its musicality, stylized language and supernatural atmosphere, it tells of a talking raven's mysterious visit to a distraught lover, tracing his slow descent into madness. The lover, often identified as a student,[1][2] is lamenting the loss of his love Lenore. The raven, sitting on a bust of Pallas, seems to further instigate his distress with its repeated word, "Nevermore." Throughout, Poe makes allusions to folklore and various classical works.The first publication of "The Raven" on January 29, 1845 in the New York Evening Mirror made Poe widely popular for the bombs in his day. The poem was soon heavily reprinted, parodied, and illustrated. Though some critics disagree about the value of the poem, it remains one of the most famous poems ever written.
https://wn.com/The_Raven_By_Edgar_Allan_Poe_|_Voice_By_Christopher_Walken
"The Raven" is a narrative poem by American writer and poet Edgar Allan Poe first published in January 1845. Noted for its musicality, stylized language and supernatural atmosphere, it tells of a talking raven's mysterious visit to a distraught lover, tracing his slow descent into madness. The lover, often identified as a student,[1][2] is lamenting the loss of his love Lenore. The raven, sitting on a bust of Pallas, seems to further instigate his distress with its repeated word, "Nevermore." Throughout, Poe makes allusions to folklore and various classical works.The first publication of "The Raven" on January 29, 1845 in the New York Evening Mirror made Poe widely popular for the bombs in his day. The poem was soon heavily reprinted, parodied, and illustrated. Though some critics disagree about the value of the poem, it remains one of the most famous poems ever written.
- published: 26 Sep 2007
- views: 26704
8:37
Christopher Walken The Raven with book
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 8:37
- Uploaded Date: 02 Apr 2008
- views: 49499
This Edgar Allan Poe's classic The Raven read by Chris Walken and illustrated by Ryan Price. I put this together for a Jr. High Lit class.
This Edgar Allan Poe's classic The Raven read by Chris Walken and illustrated by Ryan Price. I put this together for a Jr. High Lit class.
https://wn.com/Christopher_Walken_The_Raven_With_Book
This Edgar Allan Poe's classic The Raven read by Chris Walken and illustrated by Ryan Price. I put this together for a Jr. High Lit class.
- published: 02 Apr 2008
- views: 49499
6:19
POE'S ULALUME
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- Duration: 6:19
- Uploaded Date: 11 Apr 2009
- views: 26084
Edgar Allan Poe considered "Ulalume" one of his "best." Jeff Buckley recorded his version for the CD set "Closed On Account Of Rabies." Images are from Google...
Edgar Allan Poe considered "Ulalume" one of his "best." Jeff Buckley recorded his version for the CD set "Closed On Account Of Rabies." Images are from Google.
https://wn.com/Poe'S_Ulalume
Edgar Allan Poe considered "Ulalume" one of his "best." Jeff Buckley recorded his version for the CD set "Closed On Account Of Rabies." Images are from Google.
- published: 11 Apr 2009
- views: 26084
6:13
Ulalume Read By Jeff Buckley AudioBook - Edgar Allan Poe
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- Duration: 6:13
- Uploaded Date: 22 Apr 2013
- views: 3084
Ulalume Read By Jeff Buckley AudioBook - Edgar Allan Poe.
This audiobook is in the public domain
Ulalume Read By Jeff Buckley AudioBook - Edgar Allan Poe.
This audiobook is in the public domain
https://wn.com/Ulalume_Read_By_Jeff_Buckley_Audiobook_Edgar_Allan_Poe
Ulalume Read By Jeff Buckley AudioBook - Edgar Allan Poe.
This audiobook is in the public domain
- published: 22 Apr 2013
- views: 3084
5:14
Ulalume by Edgar Allan Poe
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- Duration: 5:14
- Uploaded Date: 23 Oct 2012
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"Ulalume" (1847) by Edgar Allan Poe
Images from deviantArt by keinviik, lostpickingflowers, LAPIAZ, catch---22, Jelle-S, scheinbar, Racebabe, Katzilla13
Paint...
"Ulalume" (1847) by Edgar Allan Poe
Images from deviantArt by keinviik, lostpickingflowers, LAPIAZ, catch---22, Jelle-S, scheinbar, Racebabe, Katzilla13
Paintings by Van Gogh, Manet
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—
It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,
In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Here once, through an alley Titanic,
Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul—
Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul.
These were days when my heart was volcanic
As the scoriac rivers that roll—
As the lavas that restlessly roll
Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek
In the ultimate climes of the pole—
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek
In the realms of the boreal pole.
Our talk had been serious and sober,
But our thoughts they were palsied and sere—
Our memories were treacherous and sere,—
For we knew not the month was October,
And we marked not the night of the year
(Ah, night of all nights in the year!)—
We noted not the dim lake of Auber
(Though once we had journeyed down here)—
Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber,
Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
And now, as the night was senescent
And star-dials pointed to morn—
As the star-dials hinted of morn—
At the end of our path a liquescent
And nebulous lustre was born,
Out of which a miraculous crescent
Arose with a duplicate horn—
Astarte's bediamonded crescent
Distinct with its duplicate horn.
And I said: "She is warmer than Dian;
She rolls through an ether of sighs—
She revels in a region of sighs:
She has seen that the tears are not dry on
These cheeks, where the worm never dies,
And has come past the stars of the Lion
To point us the path to the skies—
To the Lethean peace of the skies—
Come up, in despite of the Lion,
To shine on us with her bright eyes—
Come up through the lair of the Lion,
With love in her luminous eyes."
But Psyche, uplifting her finger,
Said: "Sadly this star I mistrust—
Her pallor I strangely mistrust:
Ah, hasten! -ah, let us not linger!
Ah, fly! -let us fly! -for we must."
In terror she spoke, letting sink her
Wings until they trailed in the dust—
In agony sobbed, letting sink her
Plumes till they trailed in the dust—
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.
I replied: "This is nothing but dreaming:
Let us on by this tremulous light!
Let us bathe in this crystalline light!
Its Sybilic splendour is beaming
With Hope and in Beauty tonight!—
See! -it flickers up the sky through the night!
Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,
And be sure it will lead us aright—
We safely may trust to a gleaming,
That cannot but guide us aright,
Since it flickers up to Heaven through the night."
Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,
And tempted her out of her gloom—
And conquered her scruples and gloom;
And we passed to the end of the vista,
But were stopped by the door of a tomb—
By the door of a legended tomb;
And I said: "What is written, sweet sister,
On the door of this legended tomb?"
She replied: "Ulalume -Ulalume—
'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!"
Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
As the leaves that were crisped and sere—
As the leaves that were withering and sere;
And I cried: "It was surely October
On this very night of last year
That I journeyed -I journeyed down here!—
That I brought a dread burden down here—
On this night of all nights in the year,
Ah, what demon hath tempted me here?
Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber—
This misty mid region of Weir—
Well I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber,
This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."
{Said we, then — the two, then —" Ah, can it
Have been that the woodlandish ghouls —
The pitiful, the merciful ghouls —
To bar up our way and to ban it
From the secret that lies in these wolds —
From the thing that lies hidden in these wolds —
Had drawn up the spectre of a planet
From the limbo of lunary souls —
This sinfully scintillant planet
From the Hell of the planetary souls ?")
https://wn.com/Ulalume_By_Edgar_Allan_Poe
"Ulalume" (1847) by Edgar Allan Poe
Images from deviantArt by keinviik, lostpickingflowers, LAPIAZ, catch---22, Jelle-S, scheinbar, Racebabe, Katzilla13
Paintings by Van Gogh, Manet
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—
It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,
In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Here once, through an alley Titanic,
Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul—
Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul.
These were days when my heart was volcanic
As the scoriac rivers that roll—
As the lavas that restlessly roll
Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek
In the ultimate climes of the pole—
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek
In the realms of the boreal pole.
Our talk had been serious and sober,
But our thoughts they were palsied and sere—
Our memories were treacherous and sere,—
For we knew not the month was October,
And we marked not the night of the year
(Ah, night of all nights in the year!)—
We noted not the dim lake of Auber
(Though once we had journeyed down here)—
Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber,
Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
And now, as the night was senescent
And star-dials pointed to morn—
As the star-dials hinted of morn—
At the end of our path a liquescent
And nebulous lustre was born,
Out of which a miraculous crescent
Arose with a duplicate horn—
Astarte's bediamonded crescent
Distinct with its duplicate horn.
And I said: "She is warmer than Dian;
She rolls through an ether of sighs—
She revels in a region of sighs:
She has seen that the tears are not dry on
These cheeks, where the worm never dies,
And has come past the stars of the Lion
To point us the path to the skies—
To the Lethean peace of the skies—
Come up, in despite of the Lion,
To shine on us with her bright eyes—
Come up through the lair of the Lion,
With love in her luminous eyes."
But Psyche, uplifting her finger,
Said: "Sadly this star I mistrust—
Her pallor I strangely mistrust:
Ah, hasten! -ah, let us not linger!
Ah, fly! -let us fly! -for we must."
In terror she spoke, letting sink her
Wings until they trailed in the dust—
In agony sobbed, letting sink her
Plumes till they trailed in the dust—
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.
I replied: "This is nothing but dreaming:
Let us on by this tremulous light!
Let us bathe in this crystalline light!
Its Sybilic splendour is beaming
With Hope and in Beauty tonight!—
See! -it flickers up the sky through the night!
Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,
And be sure it will lead us aright—
We safely may trust to a gleaming,
That cannot but guide us aright,
Since it flickers up to Heaven through the night."
Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,
And tempted her out of her gloom—
And conquered her scruples and gloom;
And we passed to the end of the vista,
But were stopped by the door of a tomb—
By the door of a legended tomb;
And I said: "What is written, sweet sister,
On the door of this legended tomb?"
She replied: "Ulalume -Ulalume—
'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!"
Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
As the leaves that were crisped and sere—
As the leaves that were withering and sere;
And I cried: "It was surely October
On this very night of last year
That I journeyed -I journeyed down here!—
That I brought a dread burden down here—
On this night of all nights in the year,
Ah, what demon hath tempted me here?
Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber—
This misty mid region of Weir—
Well I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber,
This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."
{Said we, then — the two, then —" Ah, can it
Have been that the woodlandish ghouls —
The pitiful, the merciful ghouls —
To bar up our way and to ban it
From the secret that lies in these wolds —
From the thing that lies hidden in these wolds —
Had drawn up the spectre of a planet
From the limbo of lunary souls —
This sinfully scintillant planet
From the Hell of the planetary souls ?")
- published: 23 Oct 2012
- views: 5158
5:37
Ulalume - By Edgar Allan Poe
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:37
- Uploaded Date: 15 Oct 2011
- views: 425
Read by Bernardo Portilho
For an english school work in Escola Parque
Lyrics:
The skies they were ashen and sober;
The leaves they were crisped and sere -
The...
Read by Bernardo Portilho
For an english school work in Escola Parque
Lyrics:
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 -
It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,
In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Here once, through and alley Titanic,
Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul -
Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul.
These were days when my heart was volcanic
As the scoriac rivers that roll -
As the lavas that restlessly roll
Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek
In the ultimate climes of the pole -
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek
In the realms of the boreal pole.
Our talk had been serious and sober,
But our thoughts they were palsied and sere -
Our memories were treacherous and sere, -
For we knew not the month was October,
And we marked not the night of the year
(Ah, night of all nights in the year!) -
We noted not the dim lake of Auber
(Though once we had journeyed down here) -
Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber,
Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
And now, as the night was senescent
And star-dials pointed to morn -
As the star-dials hinted of morn -
At the end of our path a liquescent
And nebulous lustre was born,
Out of which a miraculous crescent
Arose with a duplicate horn -
Astarte's bediamonded crescent
Distinct with its duplicate horn.
And I said: "She is warmer than Dian;
She rolls through an ether of sighs -
She revels in a region of sighs:
She has seen that the tears are not dry on
These cheeks, where the worm never dies,
And has come past the stars of the Lion
To point us the path to the skies -
To the Lethean peace of the skies -
Come up, in despite of the Lion,
To shine on us with her bright eyes -
Come up through the lair of the Lion,
With love in her luminous eyes."
But Psyche, uplifting her finger,
Said: "Sadly this star I mistrust -
Her pallor I strangely mistrust:
Ah, hasten! -ah, let us not linger!
Ah, fly! -let us fly! -for we must."
In terror she spoke, letting sink her
Wings until they trailed in the dust -
In agony sobbed, letting sink her
Plumes till they trailed in the dust -
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.
I replied: "This is nothing but dreaming:
Let us on by this tremulous light!
Let us bathe in this crystalline light!
Its Sybilic splendour is beaming
With Hope and in Beauty tonight! -
See! -it flickers up the sky through the night!
Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,
And be sure it will lead us aright -
We safely may trust to a gleaming,
That cannot but guide us aright,
Since it flickers up to Heaven through the night."
Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,
And tempted her out of her gloom -
And conquered her scruples and gloom;
And we passed to the end of the vista,
But were stopped by the door of a tomb -
By the door of a legended tomb;
And I said: "What is written, sweet sister,
On the door of this legended tomb?"
She replied: "Ulalume -Ulalume -
'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!"
Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
As the leaves that were crisped and sere -
As the leaves that were withering and sere;
And I cried: "It was surely October
On this very night of last year
That I journeyed -I journeyed down here! -
That I brought a dread burden down here -
On this night of all nights in the year,
Ah, what demon hath tempted me here?
Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber -
This misty mid region of Weir -
Well I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber,
This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."
https://wn.com/Ulalume_By_Edgar_Allan_Poe
Read by Bernardo Portilho
For an english school work in Escola Parque
Lyrics:
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 -
It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,
In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Here once, through and alley Titanic,
Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul -
Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul.
These were days when my heart was volcanic
As the scoriac rivers that roll -
As the lavas that restlessly roll
Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek
In the ultimate climes of the pole -
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek
In the realms of the boreal pole.
Our talk had been serious and sober,
But our thoughts they were palsied and sere -
Our memories were treacherous and sere, -
For we knew not the month was October,
And we marked not the night of the year
(Ah, night of all nights in the year!) -
We noted not the dim lake of Auber
(Though once we had journeyed down here) -
Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber,
Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
And now, as the night was senescent
And star-dials pointed to morn -
As the star-dials hinted of morn -
At the end of our path a liquescent
And nebulous lustre was born,
Out of which a miraculous crescent
Arose with a duplicate horn -
Astarte's bediamonded crescent
Distinct with its duplicate horn.
And I said: "She is warmer than Dian;
She rolls through an ether of sighs -
She revels in a region of sighs:
She has seen that the tears are not dry on
These cheeks, where the worm never dies,
And has come past the stars of the Lion
To point us the path to the skies -
To the Lethean peace of the skies -
Come up, in despite of the Lion,
To shine on us with her bright eyes -
Come up through the lair of the Lion,
With love in her luminous eyes."
But Psyche, uplifting her finger,
Said: "Sadly this star I mistrust -
Her pallor I strangely mistrust:
Ah, hasten! -ah, let us not linger!
Ah, fly! -let us fly! -for we must."
In terror she spoke, letting sink her
Wings until they trailed in the dust -
In agony sobbed, letting sink her
Plumes till they trailed in the dust -
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.
I replied: "This is nothing but dreaming:
Let us on by this tremulous light!
Let us bathe in this crystalline light!
Its Sybilic splendour is beaming
With Hope and in Beauty tonight! -
See! -it flickers up the sky through the night!
Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,
And be sure it will lead us aright -
We safely may trust to a gleaming,
That cannot but guide us aright,
Since it flickers up to Heaven through the night."
Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,
And tempted her out of her gloom -
And conquered her scruples and gloom;
And we passed to the end of the vista,
But were stopped by the door of a tomb -
By the door of a legended tomb;
And I said: "What is written, sweet sister,
On the door of this legended tomb?"
She replied: "Ulalume -Ulalume -
'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!"
Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
As the leaves that were crisped and sere -
As the leaves that were withering and sere;
And I cried: "It was surely October
On this very night of last year
That I journeyed -I journeyed down here! -
That I brought a dread burden down here -
On this night of all nights in the year,
Ah, what demon hath tempted me here?
Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber -
This misty mid region of Weir -
Well I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber,
This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."
- published: 15 Oct 2011
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7:41
Ulalume
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 7:41
- Uploaded Date: 22 Jan 2010
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Music by RAYON VERT
Rob Grant - Bass, Vocals
Doctor C - Keyboards
Farrell Jackson - Acoustic Guitar
Gary Carciello - Electric Guitars
Copyright © 2010...
Music by RAYON VERT
Rob Grant - Bass, Vocals
Doctor C - Keyboards
Farrell Jackson - Acoustic Guitar
Gary Carciello - Electric Guitars
Copyright © 2010 Rayon Vert. All rights reserved.
https://wn.com/Ulalume
Music by RAYON VERT
Rob Grant - Bass, Vocals
Doctor C - Keyboards
Farrell Jackson - Acoustic Guitar
Gary Carciello - Electric Guitars
Copyright © 2010 Rayon Vert. All rights reserved.
- published: 22 Jan 2010
- views: 886
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Jeff Buckley Ulalume (lyrics)
Album: Closed On Account Of Rabies: Poems And Tales Of Edgar Allan Poe
Released: 9 Decemb...
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Jeff Buckley Ulalume (lyrics)
Jeff Buckley Ulalume (lyrics)
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Album: Closed On Account Of Rabies: Poems And Tales Of Edgar Allan Poe
Released: 9 December 1997
It is dedicated to Jeff Buckley and Allen Ginsberg, both of whom died shortly before the CD went to press.
Jeff Buckley died on May 29, 1997, and Allen Ginsberg April 5, 1997.
“Ulalume” is by many considered the greatest of all Poe’s poems. The vocal music by itself conveys one emotion after another, like the lapping of a river against a shore — steady, quiet, and resistless. It must be read aloud or sounded to the “inner ear,” and indeed it was composed for recitation.
The spoken word album is a two-disc collection of musical and spoken-word interpretations performed by various artists of classic works of Edgar Allan Poe
Among the contributors are Iggy Pop, Marianne Faithfull, Ken Nordine Christopher Walken and Gabriel Byrne.
produced by Hal Willner and Michael Minzer
Cover art by Ralph Steadman
The album:
https://www.discogs.com/Edgar-Allan-Poe-Closed-On-Account-Of-Rabies-Poems-And-Tales-Of-Edgar-Allan-Poe/release/606174
ULALUME (lyrics):
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poems/detail/44889
Ulalume analysis:
http://www.shmoop.com/ulalume/analysis.html
http://www.eapoe.org/works/mabbott/tom1p099.htm
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Christopher Walken - The Raven
Closed On Account of Rabies is a double-CD with poems and tales by Edgar Allan Poe perform...
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Christopher Walken - The Raven
Christopher Walken - The Raven
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Closed On Account of Rabies is a double-CD with poems and tales by Edgar Allan Poe performed by various artists. Chris reads Poe's famous supernatural poem 'The Raven'.
Walken must have a fondness for this poem, as he also recites part of it in the opening scene of The Dead Zone.
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ulalume
this is my vampiric reading of edgar allen poe's poem, ulalume.. filmed in nightshot last ...
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ulalume
ulalume
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this is my vampiric reading of edgar allen poe's poem, ulalume.. filmed in nightshot last halloween..
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The Raven By Edgar Allan Poe | Voice By :Christopher Walken
"The Raven" is a narrative poem by American writer and poet Edgar Allan Poe first publishe...
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The Raven By Edgar Allan Poe | Voice By :Christopher Walken
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"The Raven" is a narrative poem by American writer and poet Edgar Allan Poe first published in January 1845. Noted for its musicality, stylized language and supernatural atmosphere, it tells of a talking raven's mysterious visit to a distraught lover, tracing his slow descent into madness. The lover, often identified as a student,[1][2] is lamenting the loss of his love Lenore. The raven, sitting on a bust of Pallas, seems to further instigate his distress with its repeated word, "Nevermore." Throughout, Poe makes allusions to folklore and various classical works.The first publication of "The Raven" on January 29, 1845 in the New York Evening Mirror made Poe widely popular for the bombs in his day. The poem was soon heavily reprinted, parodied, and illustrated. Though some critics disagree about the value of the poem, it remains one of the most famous poems ever written.
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Christopher Walken The Raven with book
This Edgar Allan Poe's classic The Raven read by Chris Walken and illustrated by Ryan Pric...
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Christopher Walken The Raven with book
Christopher Walken The Raven with book
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This Edgar Allan Poe's classic The Raven read by Chris Walken and illustrated by Ryan Price. I put this together for a Jr. High Lit class.
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POE'S ULALUME
Edgar Allan Poe considered "Ulalume" one of his "best." Jeff Buckley recorded his version...
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POE'S ULALUME
POE'S ULALUME
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Edgar Allan Poe considered "Ulalume" one of his "best." Jeff Buckley recorded his version for the CD set "Closed On Account Of Rabies." Images are from Google.
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Ulalume Read By Jeff Buckley AudioBook - Edgar Allan Poe
Ulalume Read By Jeff Buckley AudioBook - Edgar Allan Poe.
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Ulalume Read By Jeff Buckley AudioBook - Edgar Allan Poe
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Ulalume by Edgar Allan Poe
"Ulalume" (1847) by Edgar Allan Poe
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Ulalume by Edgar Allan Poe
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"Ulalume" (1847) by Edgar Allan Poe
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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—
It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,
In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Here once, through an alley Titanic,
Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul—
Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul.
These were days when my heart was volcanic
As the scoriac rivers that roll—
As the lavas that restlessly roll
Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek
In the ultimate climes of the pole—
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek
In the realms of the boreal pole.
Our talk had been serious and sober,
But our thoughts they were palsied and sere—
Our memories were treacherous and sere,—
For we knew not the month was October,
And we marked not the night of the year
(Ah, night of all nights in the year!)—
We noted not the dim lake of Auber
(Though once we had journeyed down here)—
Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber,
Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
And now, as the night was senescent
And star-dials pointed to morn—
As the star-dials hinted of morn—
At the end of our path a liquescent
And nebulous lustre was born,
Out of which a miraculous crescent
Arose with a duplicate horn—
Astarte's bediamonded crescent
Distinct with its duplicate horn.
And I said: "She is warmer than Dian;
She rolls through an ether of sighs—
She revels in a region of sighs:
She has seen that the tears are not dry on
These cheeks, where the worm never dies,
And has come past the stars of the Lion
To point us the path to the skies—
To the Lethean peace of the skies—
Come up, in despite of the Lion,
To shine on us with her bright eyes—
Come up through the lair of the Lion,
With love in her luminous eyes."
But Psyche, uplifting her finger,
Said: "Sadly this star I mistrust—
Her pallor I strangely mistrust:
Ah, hasten! -ah, let us not linger!
Ah, fly! -let us fly! -for we must."
In terror she spoke, letting sink her
Wings until they trailed in the dust—
In agony sobbed, letting sink her
Plumes till they trailed in the dust—
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.
I replied: "This is nothing but dreaming:
Let us on by this tremulous light!
Let us bathe in this crystalline light!
Its Sybilic splendour is beaming
With Hope and in Beauty tonight!—
See! -it flickers up the sky through the night!
Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,
And be sure it will lead us aright—
We safely may trust to a gleaming,
That cannot but guide us aright,
Since it flickers up to Heaven through the night."
Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,
And tempted her out of her gloom—
And conquered her scruples and gloom;
And we passed to the end of the vista,
But were stopped by the door of a tomb—
By the door of a legended tomb;
And I said: "What is written, sweet sister,
On the door of this legended tomb?"
She replied: "Ulalume -Ulalume—
'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!"
Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
As the leaves that were crisped and sere—
As the leaves that were withering and sere;
And I cried: "It was surely October
On this very night of last year
That I journeyed -I journeyed down here!—
That I brought a dread burden down here—
On this night of all nights in the year,
Ah, what demon hath tempted me here?
Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber—
This misty mid region of Weir—
Well I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber,
This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."
{Said we, then — the two, then —" Ah, can it
Have been that the woodlandish ghouls —
The pitiful, the merciful ghouls —
To bar up our way and to ban it
From the secret that lies in these wolds —
From the thing that lies hidden in these wolds —
Had drawn up the spectre of a planet
From the limbo of lunary souls —
This sinfully scintillant planet
From the Hell of the planetary souls ?")
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Ulalume - By Edgar Allan Poe
Read by Bernardo Portilho
For an english school work in Escola Parque
Lyrics:
The skies ...
published: 15 Oct 2011
Ulalume - By Edgar Allan Poe
Ulalume - By Edgar Allan Poe
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Read by Bernardo Portilho
For an english school work in Escola Parque
Lyrics:
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 -
It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,
In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Here once, through and alley Titanic,
Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul -
Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul.
These were days when my heart was volcanic
As the scoriac rivers that roll -
As the lavas that restlessly roll
Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek
In the ultimate climes of the pole -
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek
In the realms of the boreal pole.
Our talk had been serious and sober,
But our thoughts they were palsied and sere -
Our memories were treacherous and sere, -
For we knew not the month was October,
And we marked not the night of the year
(Ah, night of all nights in the year!) -
We noted not the dim lake of Auber
(Though once we had journeyed down here) -
Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber,
Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
And now, as the night was senescent
And star-dials pointed to morn -
As the star-dials hinted of morn -
At the end of our path a liquescent
And nebulous lustre was born,
Out of which a miraculous crescent
Arose with a duplicate horn -
Astarte's bediamonded crescent
Distinct with its duplicate horn.
And I said: "She is warmer than Dian;
She rolls through an ether of sighs -
She revels in a region of sighs:
She has seen that the tears are not dry on
These cheeks, where the worm never dies,
And has come past the stars of the Lion
To point us the path to the skies -
To the Lethean peace of the skies -
Come up, in despite of the Lion,
To shine on us with her bright eyes -
Come up through the lair of the Lion,
With love in her luminous eyes."
But Psyche, uplifting her finger,
Said: "Sadly this star I mistrust -
Her pallor I strangely mistrust:
Ah, hasten! -ah, let us not linger!
Ah, fly! -let us fly! -for we must."
In terror she spoke, letting sink her
Wings until they trailed in the dust -
In agony sobbed, letting sink her
Plumes till they trailed in the dust -
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.
I replied: "This is nothing but dreaming:
Let us on by this tremulous light!
Let us bathe in this crystalline light!
Its Sybilic splendour is beaming
With Hope and in Beauty tonight! -
See! -it flickers up the sky through the night!
Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,
And be sure it will lead us aright -
We safely may trust to a gleaming,
That cannot but guide us aright,
Since it flickers up to Heaven through the night."
Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,
And tempted her out of her gloom -
And conquered her scruples and gloom;
And we passed to the end of the vista,
But were stopped by the door of a tomb -
By the door of a legended tomb;
And I said: "What is written, sweet sister,
On the door of this legended tomb?"
She replied: "Ulalume -Ulalume -
'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!"
Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
As the leaves that were crisped and sere -
As the leaves that were withering and sere;
And I cried: "It was surely October
On this very night of last year
That I journeyed -I journeyed down here! -
That I brought a dread burden down here -
On this night of all nights in the year,
Ah, what demon hath tempted me here?
Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber -
This misty mid region of Weir -
Well I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber,
This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."
7:41
Ulalume
Music by RAYON VERT
Rob Grant - Bass, Vocals
Doctor C - Keyboards
Farrell Jackson - ...
published: 22 Jan 2010
Ulalume
Ulalume
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Music by RAYON VERT
Rob Grant - Bass, Vocals
Doctor C - Keyboards
Farrell Jackson - Acoustic Guitar
Gary Carciello - Electric Guitars
Copyright © 2010 Rayon Vert. All rights reserved.
Christopher Walken
Ronald Walken, known professionally as Christopher Walken (born March 31, 1943), is an American actor. He has appeared in more than 100 films and television shows, including The Deer Hunter, Annie Hall, The Prophecy trilogy, The Dogs of War, Brainstorm, The Dead Zone, A View to a Kill, True Romance, Pulp Fiction, Sleepy Hollow, Catch Me If You Can, Kill the Irishman, Hairspray and Seven Psychopaths, as well as music videos by many popular recording artists. Walken has received a number of awards and nominations during his career, including winning the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor in 1978 for his portrayal of Nikanor "Nick" Chebotarevich in The Deer Hunter.
Walken's films have grossed more than $1 billion in the United States. He has also played the lead in the Shakespeare plays Hamlet, Macbeth, Romeo and Juliet, and Coriolanus. He is a popular guest-host of Saturday Night Live, having hosted seven times as of April 2008. His most notable roles on the show include record producer Bruce Dickinson in the "More Cowbell" sketch, as the double-entendre-named disgraced Confederate officer, Colonel Angus, and his multiple appearances as The Continental.
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