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" Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly... "
The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century - الصفحة 419
بواسطة Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 550
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 1022
...perched above my chamber doorPerched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling...said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim and ancient Haven, wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian...

The Southern literary messenger, المجلد 14

1848 - عدد الصفحات: 780
...bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. "Then this ebon bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave...grim and ancient raven wandering, from the nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.'...

The American Whig Review, المجلد 1

1845 - عدد الصفحات: 732
...perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling...grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore."...

The American Whig Review, المجلد 1

1845 - عدد الصفحات: 688
...perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling...grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutoman shore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore."...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 380
...visibly the poet's intention to produce effect by the outer shape of verse is here made apparent : ; " Then this ebony bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling,...grim and ancient raven Wandering from the Nightly shore— Tell me what thy lordly name is On the Night's Plutonian shore P Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.'...

The American Whig Review, المجلد 5;المجلد 11

1850 - عدد الصفحات: 762
...perched above my chamber doorPerched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. " Then this ebony bird...countenance it wore, ' Though thy crest be shorn and eharen, thou,' I paid, ' art sure no craven. Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly...

The American Whig Review, المجلد 5;المجلد 11

1850 - عدد الصفحات: 766
...perched above my chamber door— Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door— Perched, and sat, and nothing more. " Then this ebony bird...beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stem decorum of the countenance it wore, • Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, '...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 298
...perched above my cliaraber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched and sat and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling...grim, and ancient Raven wandering from the nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore."...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, المجلد 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 610
...perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bast of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. " Then this ebony bird...grim, and ancient Raven, wandering from the nightly shore, Tell me what thy lordly name is, on the night's Plutonian shore ?' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore.'...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour: And Poems

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 308
...above my chamber door—• Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door— . . Perched and sat and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling...shorn and shaven, thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastty, grim, and ancient Raven wandering from the nightly shore— Tell me what thy lordly name is...




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