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" Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above... "
A Book of British and American Verse - 293. oldal
Szerkesztette: - 1922 - 1908 oldal
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The Southern literary messenger, 14. kötet

1848 - 780 oldal
...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!'...above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and lake thy form from off my door!' Quoth the raven, 'Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, still...

The American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845 - 732 oldal
...— Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." " |( ! r&K( (4"/% &~ B l& % ''('-( ) ) ) ! & &r)s)t)# . 2)E#... " I ) ( ) !Q( {) ) ";# )") * & ) ) )m"#'O ) ( ( ( %3*4* ] & And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just...

The American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845 - 688 oldal
...Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend !" I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thce back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore...from off my door !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 oldal
...! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe And forget this lost Lenore !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore."' "'Be that word our sign of parting, Bird or fiend...from off my door !' Quoth the raven ' Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas Just...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 oldal
...Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe And forget this lost Lenore !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.™ "'Be that word our sign of parting, Bird or fiend...from off my door !' Quoth the raven ' Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas Just...

The Irish Quarterly Review, 5. kötet,1. rész

1855 - 724 oldal
...and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Lenore.' Quoth the Raven, ' Never more,' . Be that word oar sign of parting, bird or fiend ! ' I shrieked upstarting—...heart, and take thy form from off my door ! ' Quoth the Raveu, ' Never more.' And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid...

The North British review

1852 - 620 oldal
...Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels call Lenore.' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore !' " ' Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend,'...form from off my door !' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore !' " And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas,...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, 27. kötet

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 oldal
...Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels call Lcnore.' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore !' " ' / 7 ? g j v < з ~ [x7 > [ .x s t N 1 ...o&O { T^ o 'Z w D ^ q V_ I 悦 Û 7 7 )c !' Qnoth the Raven, ' Nevermore !' " And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 oldal
...Never more." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend ! " I shrieked, upstarting — " Get the back into the tempest and the night's Plutonian shore...take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, " Never more." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting. On the pallid bust...

The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe with a notice by J. Hannay

Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 oldal
...Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore ? " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." xvn. " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend !...from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." XVIII. And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid bust of Pallas,...




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