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" This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But... "
Wiley's Elocution and Oratory: Giving a Thorough Treatise on the Art of ... - الصفحة 285
بواسطة Charles A. Wiley - 1869 - عدد الصفحات: 444
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 1022
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methonght, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose footfalls...

The Southern literary messenger, المجلد 14

1848 - عدد الصفحات: 780
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking ' Nevermore.' " This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...cushion's velvet lining, that the lamp-light gloated o'er, Bat whose velvet violet lining, with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore !...

The Southern literary messenger, المجلد 11

1845 - عدد الصفحات: 778
...engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my boaom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at...lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels, whose faint...

The American Whig Review, المجلد 1

1845 - عدد الصفحات: 688
...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore." This Г sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint...

The American Whig Review, المجلد 1

1845 - عدد الصفحات: 732
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore." I stood repeating " 'Tis M-tvo"o volvot vinlpf lining with iho bHtlpligllt jçtoatillg О'бГ, She shall press, ah, nevermore...

The Literary Emporium, المجلدات 1-2

1847 - عدد الصفحات: 434
...gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, bat no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes...cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, Bat whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er. She shall press, ah, nevermore I Then,...

The Irish Quarterly Review, المجلد 5،الجزء 1

1855 - عدد الصفحات: 724
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore, Meant in croaking ' Never mote.' This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...reclining On the cushion's velvet lining, that the lamp light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, Ske shall...

National Series of Selections for Reading; Adapted to the Standing ..., المجلد 4

Richard Green Parker - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 380
...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore — Meant in croaking " Nevermore." 12. This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah ! nevermore ! IS. Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 298
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Never more." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim,...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, المجلد 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 610
...This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now turned all Are hut the solemn declarations'all Of the great...the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on Ihe sad ! " Then, methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls...




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