 | England - 1860 - 532 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, "...at my chamber door; Only this, and nothing more." n. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its... | |
 | John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 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. Eao.erly I wished the morrow ; -' ' •/ Vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow,... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 страници
...muttered, "tapping at my chamber-door— Only this, and nothing more.** Ah 1 distinctly T remember it waa in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost npon the floor. Eagerly I wish*d the morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - 1862 - 372 страници
...tapping As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' ' Tis some visitor,' I mutter'd, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing...ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wish'd the morrow ; — vainly had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow for... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 792 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,...separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Kagerly I wish'd the morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, —... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1862 - 558 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...at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.' 2. Ah ! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its... | |
 | Choice poems - 1862 - 368 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...my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." I1. Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 796 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, it was in the bleak Deeember, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly 1 wish'd the morrow... | |
 | Simon Kerl - 1862 - 430 страници
...napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. 1 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing mare.' " — EA Poe. From these lines it is easy to sec, that in poetry the voice or the mind passes... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1863 - 328 страници
...rapping, rapping at my chamber door; " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber weary, door— Only this, and nothing more." Ah! distinctly...I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow Prom my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare aud radiant maiden whom... | |
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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... 
