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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... "
Tales of mystery, imagination, & humour; and poems - 235. oldal
szerző: Edgar Allan [tales] Poe - 1852
Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről

The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 882 oldal
...a minute stopped or stayed he; Hut, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber doorPerched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door —...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

...he ; not an instant stopped or niyed be ; Bat, wjth mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above...this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, Bj the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, ''Thoojh thy crest be shorn and shaven,...

The Southern literary messenger

...not an instant stopped or 34 Edgar A. Poe. But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above...— Perched, and sat, and nothing more. "Then this ebon bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it...

American Review : a Whig Journal of Politics, Literature, Art and ..., 11. kötet

1850
...minute stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber doorPerched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door —...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, 11. kötet

1850
...made he ; not a minute stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door— Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my...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, '...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 oldal
...he ; Not an instant stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady, Perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas Just above...chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more." The last stanza is very felicitous. How visibly the poet's intention to produce effect by the outer...

The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 550 oldal
...Perch'd above my chamber door — Perch'd upon a bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door — Perch'd, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling...grim and ancient raven, Wandering from the Nightly shoreTell me what thy lordly name is On the Night's Plutonian shore !" Quoth the raven " Nevermore."...

The North British review

1852
...made he ; not a minute stopped or stayed he ; But with mien of Lord or Lady, perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above...countenance it wore, ' Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thour' I said, ' art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim, and ancient Raven, wandering from the nightly shore,...

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

Richard Green Parker - 1852
...made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above...chamber door — Perched and sat, and nothing more. 8. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and slern decorum of the...

The works of the late Edgar Allan Poe, 2. kötet

Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Nathaniel Parker Willis, James Russell Lowell - 1853
...above my chamber door. In the two stanzas which follow, the design is more obviously carried out: — Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling...grim and ancient Raven wandering from the nightly shoreTell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore V Quoth the Raven " Nevermore."...




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