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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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Comstock's Elocution, Enlarged: A System of Vocal Gymnastics Designed for ...

Andrew Comstock, Philip Lawrence - 1808 - 314 страници
...rapping, rapping at my chamber-door. " 'Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember,...bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought iU ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wish'd the morrow : Tainly I had sought to borrow From my books...

A Manual of Elocution Founded Upon the Philosophy of the Human Voice

M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 396 страници
...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...

Wilson's Book of Recitations and Dialogues: With Instructions in Elocution ...

Floyd Baker Wilson - 1869 - 188 страници
...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, " 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 public school speaker and reader, ed. by J.E. Carpenter

Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869
...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...

Chambers's miscellany of instructive & entertaining tracts, Том 3

Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1869
...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' Ah, distinctly...Eagerly I wished the morrow — vainly I had sought to borrsw From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant...

Wiley's Elocution and Oratory: Giving a Thorough Treatise on the Art of ...

Charles A. Wiley - 1869 - 444 страници
..." 'Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing more." 2. 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...

A system of elocution based upon grammatical analysis

William Stewart Ross - 1869 - 432 страници
...gently rapping — rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, " tapping at my chamber door, — Only this and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly...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...

The Marlborough magazine, ed. by Amicus Amico

Amicus amico (pseud)
...rapping at my Area door ! " 'Tis the Butcher boy " I muttered, " tapping at the Area door, Butcher boy, and nothing more !" Ah ! distinctly I remember ; it was in the bleak December And in somewhat curious temper, looked I out upon the door ; Instantly, I seemed to wake up ; for I saw...

A manual of English prosody

Robert Frederick Brewer - 1869
...straitened 1 forehead | of the | fool ! Tennyson. Ah ! distinctly | 1 re|member, | it was | in the | Weak December, And each | separate | dying | ember | wrought its | ghost up|on the | floor. Eager | ly 1 j wished the | morrow; | rainly | 1 had | sought to | borrow From my | books sur|cease...

Class-book of English Poetry from Chaucer to Tennyson

1870 - 597 страници
...rapping, rapping at my chamber-door ; " T is some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember...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...




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