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" This I sat engaged in guessing, But no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now Burned into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining, With my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining That the lamplight gloated o'er, But... "
THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE, - 42. oldal
szerző: WILLIAM F. GILL. - 1876
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 882 oldal
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methonght, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled...

The Southern literary messenger

...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking ' Nevermore.' " This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...cushion's velvet lining, that the lamp-light gloated o'er, Bat whose velvet violet lining, with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore !...

The Southern literary messenger

...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore." This 1 sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my boaom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet...

American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore." I stood repeating " 'Tis M-tvo"o volvot vinlpf lining with iho bHtlpligllt jçtoatillg О'бГ, She shall press, ah, nevermore...

The Literary Emporium, 1-2. kötet

1847
...gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, bat no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes...cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, Bat whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er. She shall press, ah, nevermore I Then,...

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

1855
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore, Meant in croaking ' Never mote.' This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...reclining On the cushion's velvet lining, that the lamp light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, Ske shall...

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

Richard Green Parker - 1852
...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore — Meant in croaking " Nevermore." 12. This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah ! nevermore ! IS. Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour; and Poems, 456. kötet

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 479 oldal
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Never more." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim,...

The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, 27. kötet

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1852
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, quaint, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking 'Nevermore.' " This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now turned into my bosom's core ; This, and more, I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the...

The North British review

1852
...grim, ungainly, ghastly, quaint, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking ' Nevermore.' " This 1 sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now turned into my bosom's core ; This, and more, I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the...




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