 Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis...  Major's New code ... readers - Страница 97по Henry Major - 1875Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | 1845 - 778 страници
...than it is, psychologic*!!', a wonder." Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak ">* weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came i tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Tia some visiter," I muttered,... | |
 | 1845 - 732 страници
...while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 " 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah,... | |
 | 1845 - 688 страници
...while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rappmg, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tappmg at my chamber door —... | |
 | 1847 - 434 страници
...we live. THE RAVEN. BY EDGAR A. POE. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah,... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 страници
...the words are of course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten...' "Pis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamher door — Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza closes with one of the finest touches... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 страници
...the words are of course unaltered. " Onee upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' "... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 страници
...unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curioua Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping,...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' "... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 страници
...CLXXIV. The Raven. — EDGAE A. POE 1. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." 2.... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 страници
...called " The Raven," in its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary. Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.'... | |
 | 1852 - 620 страници
...called " The Kaven," in its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — 1 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.'... | |
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