...more... "Tell me what thy Lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! — prophet still,...clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting...

...said I, "thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us—by that God we both adore— Tell this soul with sorrow...Lenore— Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked,...

...said I, "thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!— By that Heaven that bends above us—by that God we both adore— Tell this soul with sorrow...Lenore— Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked,...

...però sempre els ulls fidels, antigues 13. L'estrofa clau del text anglès («The Raven») diu així: «Prophet!» said I, «thing of evil! — prophet...that bends above us — by that God we both adore— / Teli this soul with sorrow laden ir, within the distant Aidenn. / It shall clasp a sainted mainden...

...Is there, is there balm in Gilead?" tell me, tell me, I implore!" 90 Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! prophet still,...this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,40 It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore, 95 Clasp a rare and radiant...

..."thing of evil — prophet still, if bird or devil! By that heaven that bends above us — by what God we both adore, Tell this soul with sorrow laden...Lenore: Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked,...

...prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God wc both adore Teil this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant...Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." (Works l : 368, V. 91-96) Mit seinem alle Hoffnungen zunichte...

...Gilead? — tell me — tell me, I implore!" Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!" "Prophet!" cried I, "thing of evil !— prophet still, if bird or devil ! By that...; Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Lenore !" Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!" "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked,...

...First, shall he find peace in forgetfulness; second, is there peace in the future, and at last he cries 'Tell this soul with sorrow laden, if within the distant...Lenore. Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." He knows the answer beforehand, yet he cannot keep from asking the question. It is one...

...of sorrow and despair". At this moment Poe puts his pen to paper and writes the climax of the poem: "Prophet", said I, "thing of evil! prophet still if...soul with sorrow laden, if within the distant Aidenn, Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the raven "Nevermore." The writing...