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" Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above... "
Literature of the English Language: Comprising Representative Selections ... - Страница 102
по Ephraim Hunt - 1872 - 640 страници
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A Manual of American Literature: Designed for the Use of Schools of Advanced ...

Noble Kibby Royse - 1872 - 376 страници
...Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden, whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!"...Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of the lie thy soul hath spoken ! eavo my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door I Take...

The National Fifth Reader: Containing a Complete and Practical Treatise on ...

Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1873 - 614 страници
...Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Lenore I " Quoth the raven, " Nevermore !" 17. " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend !"...from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore I" 18. .And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting...

American poems, selected and ed. by W.M. Rossetti

American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 страници
...Lenore — Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend,"...out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the Raven " Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On...

The Star reciter; a collection of prose and poetical gems, selected and ...

Star reciter - 1873 - 330 страници
...! Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Lenore 1 " Quoth the Raven, " Never mom" " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend,"...from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " • • Quoth the Raven, " Never more." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...

A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - 1873 - 906 страници
...— Clasp a fair and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Ignore ! " Quoth the raven, " Nevermore ! " ! Ix;ave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart,...

The model elocutionist, by A. Comstock and J.A. Mair

Andrew Comstock - 1874 - 286 страници
...or fiend ! " I shriek'd, upstarting — ', Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plu tonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie...from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the raven, " Nevermore ! " And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting...

Brief Biographies

Samuel Smiles - 1874 - 550 страници
...fiend ! ' I shrieked, upstarting; ' Get thee back into the tempest, and the Night's Plutonian shore I Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul...out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!' Quoth the raven, — 'Nevermore! ' "And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting,...

The Pacific Coast First [-fifth] Reader, Том 5

1875 - 324 страници
...Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Leuore." Quoth the llaven, "Nevermore." XVII. "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend !...out my heart, and take thy form from off my door! " Quoth the llaven, " Nevermore." XVIII. And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is...

Little Classics, Томове 13–14

Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 240 страници
...Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Lenore ! " Quoth the raven, " Nevermore ! " " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend !...from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the raven, " Nevermore ! " And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting,...

Thurber on Crime

James Thurber - 1991 - 232 страници
...Perched above a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door, — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!"...shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy should hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! — quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from...
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