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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... "
A Comprehensive Grammar of the English Language: For the Use of Schools - 308 ページ
Simon Kerl 著 - 1867 - 374 ページ
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The Southern literary messenger, 第 14 巻

1848 - 780 ページ
...opening stanza rapidly and clearly arranges time, place, etc. for the mysteries that follow. "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and...Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, White I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there carue a tapping As of tame one gently rapping,...

The Southern literary messenger, 第 11 巻

1845 - 778 ページ
...remarkable than it is, psychologic*!!', a wonder." Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak ">* weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came i tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Tia some visiter," I muttered,...

Punch, 第 98~99 巻

Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman - 1890 - 730 ページ
...Government they think best, a Bureaucracy or a Bore-ooracy ? " — Mr. Salfour at Manehater. Оясв apon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a dry and dusty volume of Blue-Bookish lore, — While I nodded nearly napping, suddenly there came a...

The American Whig Review, 第 1 巻

1845 - 688 ページ
...wish the capacities of our noble languge, in prosody, were better understood. — ED. AM. REV.] Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rappmg, rapping at my...

The American Whig Review, 第 1 巻

1845 - 732 ページ
...wish the capacities of our noble languge, in prosody, were better understood. — ED. AM. REV.] Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at...

The Literary Emporium, 第 1~2 巻

1847 - 434 ページ
...purest, the highest character, even to the present age in which we live. THE RAVEN. BY EDGAR A. POE. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 ページ
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Onee upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak...Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza closes with one of the finest touches of poetical imagery and pathos. " For...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 ページ
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Pis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamher door — Only this, and nothing more.' "...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 ページ
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curioua Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, 第 27 巻

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 ページ
...thank us for adorning our pages with this piece, which is called " The Raven," in its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and...tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought...




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