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" Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door: Perched, and sat, and nothing more. 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,... "
The Raven, The Fall of the House of Usher, and Other Poems and Tales - 4. oldal
szerző: Edgar Allan Poe - 1898 - 190 oldal
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 oldal
...Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Kaven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not 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...

The Southern literary messenger, 11. kötet

1845 - 778 oldal
...saintly days of yore ; Sot Ike least obeisance made he ; not an instant stopped or niyed be ; Bat, wjth mien of lord or lady, perched 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, 14. kötet

1848 - 780 oldal
...window ; I quote now continuously to the end. Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter. In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore; Not the lean obeisance made he ; not an instant stopped or 34 Edgar A. Poe. But, with mien of lord or lady,...

The American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845 - 732 oldal
...; — 'Tis the wind, and nothing more !" Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly...days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he ; not an instant stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door —...

The American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845 - 688 oldal
...; — 'Tie the wind, and nothing more !" Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly...days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he ; not an instant stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door —...

The Literary Emporium, 1-2. kötet

1847 - 434 oldal
...stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore ; Not the least obeisance made he ; not an instant stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady,...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,...

The American Whig Review, 5. kötet;11. kötet

1850 - 766 oldal
...devil,) that we seem actually to see him : " Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly...with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber doorPerched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door— Perched, and sat, and nothing more....

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 oldal
...flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven Not the least obeisance made he ; Not an instant stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady,...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: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 oldal
...— "Pis the wind and nothing more 1' " Open here I flung the shutter, When, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven Of the saintly...days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he ; Not an instant stopped or stayed he ; But, With mien of lord or lady, Perched above my chamber door —...

The American Whig Review, 5. kötet;11. kötet

1850 - 762 oldal
...devil,) that we seem actually to see him : " Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore, Not the leapt obeisance made he ; not a minute stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched...




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