 | Alfred Austin - 1858 - 348 страници
...unbound book, with the melancholy tear-blotted pages— the pages of the heart ! K 2 CHAPTER VII. " Tell this soul, with sorrow laden, if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden." EDGAR ALLAN POK. THE following day Edgar called at King's Bench Walk. He found Cooper sitting over... | |
 | Alfred Austin - 1858 - 330 страници
...tear-blotted pages — the pages of the heart ! K 2 •'*3!f3b 132 FIVE YEABS OF IT. CHAPTEE VII. " Tell this soul, with sorrow laden, if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden." EDGAB ALLAN POE. THE following day Edgar called at King's Bench Walk. He found Cooper sitting over... | |
 | Lucius Osgood - 1858 - 494 страници
...undaunted, on this desert land enchanted, On this home by horror haunted, — tell me truly, I implore, Is there, is there balm in Gilead ? tell me, tell me, I implore." Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." 16. "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil ! prophet still, if bird or devil ! By that heaven that bends... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 332 страници
...on this desert land enchanted — On this home by Horror haunted — tell me truly, I implore — Is there — is there balm in Gilead ? — tell me — tell me, I implore ! " Quoth the Eaven, " Nevermore." " Prophet ! " said I, " thing of evil — prophet still, if bird or devil ! By... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 страници
...nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore !" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore.'" "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! — prophet still, if bird or devil! — Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet... | |
 | Warren P. Edgarton - 1860 - 530 страници
...nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, O quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." " Prophet !" said I, " thing of evil ! — prophet still, if bird or devil ! Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate, yet... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1860 - 450 страници
...On this desert land enchanted — On this home by Horror haunted — Tell me truly, I implore — Is there — is there balm in Gilead ? Tell me — tell me, I implore !" "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evilProphet still, if bird or devil I By that heaven that bends above... | |
 | John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 страници
...undaunted, On this desert land enchanted, On this home by Horror haunted, Tell me truly, I implore : Is there, is there balm in Gilead ? Tell me — tell...Quoth the raven " Nevermore." " Prophet ! " said I, " tIling of evil ! Prophet still, if bird or devil ! By that heaven that bends above us, By that God... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1861 - 550 страници
...on this desert land enchanted — On this home by horror haunted — tell me truly, I implore — Is there — is there balm in Gilead? — tell me —...tell me, I implore!" Quoth the raven, "Nevermore." 16." Prophet !" said I, ' ' thing of evil — prophet still, if bird or devil ! By that heaven that... | |
 | Henry Howe - 1861 - 844 страници
...haunted — tell me truly, 1 implore — Is there — is there Ifalm in Gilead ? — tell me — Ы1 me, I implore !" Quoth the raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, " thing of evil — prophet still, if bird or devil I By that Heaven that bends above us — by that God we both adore—- Tell this soul... | |
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thing of evil ! — prophet still, if bird or devil; — Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted — On this home by horror haunted — tell me truly, I implore — •... 
