 | England - 1860 - 532 страници
...the urn Of bitter prophecy. The world is weary of the past, O might it die or rest at last ! SHELLET. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...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... | |
 | Warren P. Edgarton - 1860 - 530 страници
...of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. Ex. CXXXVIIL— THE RAVEN. EDOAR A. POE. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each seperate dying ember wrought its... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 страници
...the wolf in the woods to-day. COLERIDGE. THE RAVEN. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...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... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1860 - 450 страници
...Hellvellyn and Catchedicam. THE EAVEN.-EDOAR A. Pon. Once upon a midnight dreary, While I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume...gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visiter," I mutter'd, " Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly... | |
 | Goold Brown - 1860 - 354 страници
...dreary, | while I | pondered, j weak and | weary, While I | nodded, | nearly | napping, | sudden |-ly there | came a | tapping, As of | some one | gently | rapping, | rapping | at my j chamber | door." Measure 2d. — Trochaic of Seven Fcet, or Heptameter. " Hasten, | Lord, to | rescue... | |
 | Simon Kerl - 1861 - 372 страници
...waves come when navies are stranded."—Scott. " O'nce upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, w&k and weary, O'ver many a quaint and curious volume...some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber dam— Only this, and nothing mdre.' "—EA Poe. From these lines it is easy to see, that in poetry... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 страници
...and a wiser man, Be rose the morrow morn. COLERIDGE. ONCF. npon a midnight dreary, while I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...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... | |
 | John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 страници
...Beauty all that beauty may be : That's May Bennett — that's my baby. WILLIAM C. BENNETT. THE RAVEN. ONCE, upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered, weak...Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, 297 While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping,... | |
 | Henry Howe - 1861 - 844 страници
...Born in Baltimore, or vicinity, in loll— Died in 1840. Onco upon a midnight dreary, while I ponderal weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there name a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visiter," I mutter'd,... | |
 | George Payn Quackenbos - 1861 - 468 страници
...enjoy rest neverending rest rest in which are concentrated all conceivable pleasures — Suddenly-there came a tapping as of some one gently rapping rapping at my chamber door — Lochiel Lochiel beware of the day UNDER RULE XVI. We must respect ourselves to have others respect... | |
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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... 
