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" Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the... "
The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader - Страница 263
по James Stuart Laurie - 1863
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour: And Poems

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 256 страници
...ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. 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 angels name Lenore— Nameless here for evermore. curtain Thrilled me—filled...

The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: Poems and tales

Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853
...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly...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...

The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe with a notice by J. Hannay

Edgar Allan Poe - 1853
..." Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." B n. Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...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...

Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic

Beautiful poetry - 1853
...rapping, rapping at my chamber-door. " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamberdoor — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember,...ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wish'd the morrow, — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for...

The Dublin University Magazine, Том 42

1853
...cemetery. Take, for instance, the second stanza of Foe's most celebrated poem, " The Raven" : — " Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...upon the floor, Eagerly I wished the morrow : vainly 1 had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare...

Zehn schottische Lieder verdentscht von W.B. Macdonald. Schott. und Deutsch

1854
...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door; " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly...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...

The New York Journal: An Illustrated Literary Periodical, Том 3

1854
...came a tapping, Bapping at my chamber door. " Tie some visitor," I mnttcr'd, " Tapping at my chamber door— .Only this, and nothing more.'' Ah, distinctly...December, And each separate dying ember Wrought its ghoet upon the floor. Eagerly 1 wish'd the morrow ; Vainly 1 had tried to borrow From my books surcease...

The American First-class Book, Or Exercises in Reading and Recitation ...

John Pierpont - 1855
...rapping, rapping at my chamber-door. '"Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamberdoor — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember,...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...

Gems of thought and flowers of fancy, ed. by R.W. Procter

Gems, Richard Wright PROCTER - 1855
...rapping, rapping at my chamber door; "'Tis some visitor," I mutter' d, "tapping at my chamber door — Ah ! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wish'd the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the...

Cyclopaedia of American Literature: Embracing Personal ..., Том 2, Част 2

Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1855
..."Tia some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." All, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought it« ghokt upon (he floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books...




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