 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.  The Poets of the Nineteenth Century - Страница 467под редакцията на - 1881 - 674 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 200 страници
...— sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — rilled me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that now, to still the beating of my heart,... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1867 - 544 страници
...of sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'T is some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1867 - 758 страници
...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels mime Lenore— Nameless here for evermore. 1 3. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'T is some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1862 - 610 страници
...forevermore. m. And thn silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain, Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that...repeating, "'Tis some visitor, entreating entrance at my chamber-door; Some latj risitor, entreating entrance at my chamber-door; That it is, and nothing more."... | |
 | John Dudley Philbrick - 1868 - 636 страници
...— sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'T is some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | Warren P. Edgarton - 1868 - 522 страници
...rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt be fore ; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood...chamber door ; — This it is, and nothing more." But the fact is I was napping, ami so gently you came rapPinS, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping... | |
 | Andrew Comstock, Philip Lawrence - 1808 - 596 страници
...forevermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain, Thrill'd me — flll'd me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that...repeating, " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamberdoor, — Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamberdoor ; That it is, and nothing... | |
 | Floyd Baker Wilson - 1869 - 208 страници
...curtain, Thrill'd me — lill'd me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that now, to sti 1 the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'Tis...late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door ; That it is, and nothing more." THE RAVEN. 137 Presently my soul grew stronger . hesitating then no... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 416 страници
...Nameless here for evermore. So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating " 'Tie S3me visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door —...chamber door ; This it. is and nothing more." Presently ray soul grew stronger ; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 страници
...— sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain...repeating : " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door — Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door : This it is, and nothing... | |
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