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" Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis... "
Makers of American Literature: A Class-book on American Literature - 124. oldal
szerző: Edwin Winfield Bowen - 1908 - 410 oldal
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 882 oldal
...mother I knew By that infinity with which my wife Was dearer to my soul than its soullife. THE RAVElf. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah....

The Southern literary messenger

...it. The opening stanza rapidly and clearly arranges time, place, etc. for the mysteries that follow. "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, White I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there carue a tapping As of tame one gently rapping,...

The Southern literary messenger

...remarkable than it is, psychologic*!!', a wonder." Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak ">* weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came i tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Tia some visiter," I muttered,...

Punch, 98-99. kötet

Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Sir Francis Cowley Burnand, Sir Owen Seaman - 1890
...Government they think best, a Bureaucracy or a Bore-ooracy ? " — Mr. Salfour at Manehater. Оясв apon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a dry and dusty volume of Blue-Bookish lore, — While I nodded nearly napping, suddenly there came a...

American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845
...could wish the capacities of our noble languge, in prosody, were better understood. — ED. AM. REV.] h \ 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at...

The American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845
...could wish the capacities of our noble languge, in prosody, were better understood. — ED. AM. REV.] Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rappmg, rapping at my...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 oldal
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Pis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamher door — Only this, and nothing more.' "...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 oldal
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Onee upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' "...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 oldal
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curioua Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As...

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

Richard Green Parker - 1852
...to Hope ! — " to old England and young America ! " LESSON CLXXIV. The Raven. — EDGAE A. POE 1. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." 2. Ah, distinctly...




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