 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 oldal
...Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for ever more. And the silken, sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — tilled me with fantastic terrors never fell before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart,... | |
 | 1845 - 778 oldal
...rare and radiant maiden whom the angers name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And !he »ilken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled...with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that DOW, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeatin! " Ti> wo* visiter entreat i ng entrance at... | |
 | 1848 - 780 oldal
...A death was never more poetically told than in the italicised words. The " tapping" is renewed — "And the silken, sad, uncertain, rustling of each...Thrilled me, filled me, with fantastic terrors never fell before, So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating ' "l'ii some visiler... | |
 | 1845 - 732 oldal
...tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad unceitain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt... | |
 | 1847 - 434 oldal
...— sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lencre — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each pnrpte curtain Thrilled, me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that now, to... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 oldal
...sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless...beating of my heart, I stood repeating " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber... | |
 | 1852 - 620 oldal
...of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels call Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. " And the silken...beating of my heart, I stood repeating, ' 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 oldal
...of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels call x jz omeu L N E jS˫ D㯯 v=S . A bMA aD 1o ~ \ y u...`A Yt +) ^ j x T u f = @ t m * :-7 ۲[ 3 #Ȁ visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 oldal
...Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here forevermore. 3. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple...to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating " "I is some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visiter entreating entrance... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 oldal
...me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt And the siIken.sad uncertain rustling of each purple before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door— Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber... | |
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December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;— vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow— sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name... 
