 | John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - عدد الصفحات: 540
...burden bore, Till the dirges of his hope the LL 301 Melancholy burden bore Of ' Never — nevermore.' v But the raven still beguiling All my sad soul into...gloating o'er, She shall press — .ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, Perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels, whose faint... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1861 - عدد الصفحات: 550
...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore • Meant in croaking "Nevermore." 1 3. This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press, ah ! ngrermore. 14. Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - عدد الصفحات: 438
...This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burn'd into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining,...gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining, with the lamp- light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, metbought, the air grew denser, perfumed... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1862 - عدد الصفحات: 558
...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking ' ' Nevermore. " 13. This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...lamplight gloating o'er She shall press, ah ! nevermore. 14. Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose footfalls... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - 1862 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...Nevermore.' This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burnt into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining,...lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! ' Prophet ! ' said I, ' thing of evil — prophet still, if bird or devil ! By that heaven that bends... | |
 | James Fleming - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 404
...Nevermore." Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, " Doubtless," said I, " what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy...lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore. Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Carl Theodor Eben - 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 62
...Hoffnung ®фiттеr Unb er fortan feuf jte fфn>er : ,O nimmer — nimmerme^r !' " But the Eaven still beguiling All my sad soul into smiling, Straight...lamplight gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore 1 £ro^ ber £rauer )tneber brachte Gr ba^ttt nиф, bap iф 1aфte ; einen Slrmftu^l еnЬКф rollte... | |
 | 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 428
...engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl, whose fiery eyes now burned into my bos^m' core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at...velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim, whose foot-falls... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 564
..."Nevermore." Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, " Doubtless," said I, " what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy...lamplight gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim, whose foot-falls... | |
 | 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 564
...burden bore, Of ' Never — nevermore !' " But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smi ling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird,...lamplight gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim, whose foot-falls... | |
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Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of... 
