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Könyvek 124 / 1 - 10. könyv a(z) Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling. By the grave and stern... kifejezésre.
" 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 shore... "
THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE, - 40. oldal
szerző: WILLIAM F. GILL. - 1876
Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről

The Southern literary messenger

...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 my chamber door —...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

...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 my chamber door — 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...

The American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845
...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 my chamber door —...thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's...

American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845
...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 my chamber door —...thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's...

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
...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 chamber door—...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
...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 my 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 living authors of America, 1. kötet

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 oldal
...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 my 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...

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

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 479 oldal
...stopped or stayed he ; But, with mein of lord or lady, perched above my cliaraber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door...thou,'' I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim, and ancient Raven wandering from the nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the night's...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour: And Poems

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 256 oldal
...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 chamber door—...shorn and shaven, thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastty, grim, and ancient Raven wandering from the nightly shore— Tell me what thy lordly name is...




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