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" Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember 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... "
Little Masterpieces of English Poetry - 312 ページ
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The Sixth Reader: Consisting of Extracts in Prose and Verse, with ...

George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 528 ページ
...at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." .Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the Weak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its...— vainly I had sought to borrow, From my books, sureease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels...

The National Fifth Reader: Containing a Treatise on Elocution, Exercises in ...

Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1863 - 614 ページ
...'Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing more." ii. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wish'd the morrow : vainly I had sought to bflrrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for...

Golden Leaves from the American Poets

1864 - 428 ページ
...some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chambe; Only this, and nothing more." 11 » Ah, d.stinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name L EN ORE — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple...

Four American poems

Edgar Allan Poe, Carl Theodor Eben - 1864 - 62 ページ
...33efuф wo^l noф," fo baфt' iф, „Феn ber 3ufaU fü^ret ^er Sin Söefuch unb fonfî Wifytö mfy. Ah, distinctly I remember, It was in the bleak December,...sought to borrow ¿. From my books surcease of sorrow — чSorrow for the lost Lenorë — ( ' For the rare and radiant maiden ф Whom the angels name Lenore...

The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - 220 ページ
...— rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door; II. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. HI. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple...

Chambers's readings in English poetry

Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 ページ
...; ' "Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing more.' Ah ! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Leiiore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain...

The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe, ed. by J. Hannay. Complete ed

Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - 238 ページ
...door. " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door; Only this, and nothing more." II. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. In. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple...

Lessons in Elocution ...

A.A. Griffith - 1865 - 260 ページ
...chamber-door. u 'Tis some visitor," I nmtter'd, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rwrt* and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore— Nameless here forevermore. And the silken,...

The Watch Tower: Vol. 1 No. 1, 第 1 巻、第 1 号

418 ページ
...Edgar Poe's " Raven " is a wonder of rhythm, rhyme, and pathos ; everybody knows and admires it : — " Ah ! distinctly I remember, — It was in the bleak...ember Wrought its ghost upon the floor : Eagerly I wish'd the morrow ; Vainly had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, — Sorrow for...

A Compendium of American Literature, Chronologically Arranged: With ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1865 - 798 ページ
...••'Tis some visitor," I muttcr'd, "tapping at my chamber-door, — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. K igerly I wish'd the morrow : — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow,...




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