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" 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... "
The Poetical Keepsake: Consisting of the Sweetest Poems - Страница 165
1866 - 480 страници
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song: Selected from English and American ...

Charlotte Fiske Bates Rogé - 1832 - 882 страници
...nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping...separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Easerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From iny books surrease of sorrow —...

The Southern literary messenger

...door. Tia some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing rooit." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon tta floor. Eagerly I wisher! the morrow ;— vainly I had tried toborro* From my books surcease of...

The American Whig Review, Том 1

1845
...there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only...floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and...

The American Whig Review, Том 1

1845
...As of some one gently rappmg, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tappmg at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more."...floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and...

The Literary Emporium, Томове 1–2

1847
...there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only...floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 страници
...nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Tis some visitor,' I muttered, '...my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza closes with one of the finest touches of poetical imagery and pathos. " For the rare...

The American Whig Review, Том 11

1850
...outspread," &c., is one of Poe's obvious peculiarities. It occurs in every stanza of the Raven, &c. " Eagerly I wished the morrow ;—vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angele name Lenore."...

The American Whig Review, Том 11

1850
...outspread," &a, is one of Poe 's obvious peculiarities. It occurs in every stanza of the Raven, &c. " Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my hooks surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour: And Poems

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 256 страници
...rapping, rapping at my chamber door; While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber...vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Том 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852
...nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my ld of spleen ; that it may live And be a thwart, disnatur'd...With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks ; Turn had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the...




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