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" 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 467
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Annual Report

Saint Louis (Mo.). Board of Education - 1872 - 352 страници
...sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lenore, ix For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain...filled me with fantastic terrors, never felt before; x. So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'Tis some visitor entreating...

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

Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1873 - 614 страници
...forevermore. 3. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain, Thrilled me — filled me wife fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that now,...repeating, " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door, — Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door ; That it is, and nothing...

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

Andrew Comstock - 1874 - 286 страници
...for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain. Thrill'd me — fill'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...

An Elocutionary Manual: With an Introductory Essay on the Study of ...

1875 - 448 страници
...maiden Whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain Bustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with...more." Presently my soul grew stronger ; Hesitating $en no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly Your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping,...

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

1875 - 324 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...late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door ; Iv. Presently my soul grew stronger: hesitating then no longer, " Sir," said I, " or madam, truly...

The Human Voice: Its Anatomy, Physiology, Pathology, Therapeutics, and Training

Russell Thacher Trall - 1875 - 132 страници
...Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here forSvermore. 3. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple...repeating, " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door, — Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door — That it is, and nothing...

Little Classics, Томове 13–14

Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 240 страници
...rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, — Nameless here forevermore. TOL. XIII. 7 J 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 chamberdoor, — Some late visitor, entreating entrance...

Little Classics: Poems, narrative

Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 256 страници
...Lenore, — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, — Nameless here forevennore. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple...that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood " 'T is some visitor, entreating entrance at my chamberdoor, — Some late visitor, entreating entrance...

Little Classics, Том 13

Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 246 страници
...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, — Nameless here forevermore. Aud the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple...that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeat ing, " "T is some visitor, entreating entrance at my chamberdoor, — Some late visitor, entreating...

Major's New code ... readers, Книга 6

Henry Major - 1875 - 310 страници
...nothing more." Then the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain, Thrill' d me — fill'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; This it is, and nothing more."...




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