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" Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou/' I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly... "
National Series of Selections for Reading; Adapted to the Standing of the ... - Страница 357
по Richard Green Parker - 1852
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страници
...and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest...said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim and ancient Haven, wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian...

The American Whig Review, Том 1

1845 - 732 страници
...and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest...Plutonian shore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." Much 1 marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning...

The American Whig Review, Том 1

1845 - 688 страници
...and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest...— Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutoman shore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." Much 1 marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 страници
...made apparent : r " Then this ebony bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum Of the countenance it wore, ' Though thy crest...Plutonian shore !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.' " " Then, methought, the air grew denser, Perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 страници
...made apparent : ; " Then this ebony bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum Of the countenance it wore, ' Though thy crest...thy lordly name is On the Night's Plutonian shore P Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.' " " Then, methought, the air grew denser, Perfumed from an unseen...

The American Whig Review, Том 5; Том 11

1850 - 766 страници
...and nothing more. " Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, ' Though thy crest...ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore— Tell mo what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore !' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore.' " Perhaps...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 страници
...made apparent : . " Then this ebony bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum Of the countenance it wore, ' Though thy crest...grim and ancient raven Wandering from the Nightly shoreTell me what thy lordly name is On the Night's Plutonian shore !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.'...

The American Whig Review, Том 5; Том 11

1850 - 762 страници
..."mein how picturesque ! And stanza every line is the highest power of poetic and stern decorum," and " Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the...thy lordly name is ON THE NIGHT'S PLUTONIAN SHORE !" — where is this " Nightly shore," which we recognize as familiar, like the scenery of a dream...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 страници
...and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest...night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Том 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 страници
...and nothing more. " Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, ' Though thy crest...Plutonian shore ?' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore.' " Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning,...




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