 But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust, and door ; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore...  The American Whig Review - 145. oldal1845Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1845 - 778 oldal
...Nevermore" — of " Nevermore." But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight 1 wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust,...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... | |
 | 1848 - 780 oldal
...dirge< of bis Hope that melancholy burden bore Of ' Nevermore' — of ' Nevermore.' "Bat the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling. Straight I...and bust, and door ; Then, upon the velvet sinking, 1 betook myself to linking Faocy onto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore — What this... | |
 | 1845 - 688 oldal
...returned, instead of the sweet Hope he dared adjure — That sad answer, " Nevermore !" But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I...ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore." This Г sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into... | |
 | 1847 - 434 oldal
...dirges of his Hope the melancholy burden bore Of " Nevermore" — of " Nevermore.* But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I...croaking " Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, bat no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core ; This and... | |
 | 1855 - 724 oldal
...the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore, Of ' Never— never more.' But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul Into smiling, Straight I...gaunt, and ominous bird of yore, Meant in croaking ' Never mote.' This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 oldal
...dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore, Of — " Never — nevermore." 11. But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I...ominous bird of yore — Meant in croaking " Nevermore." 12. This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 oldal
...the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore, Of ' Never — never more.' " But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I...gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Never more." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes... | |
 | 1852 - 620 oldal
...the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore Of ' never — nevermore.' " But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I...the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy into fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore — What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, quaint,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 oldal
...the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore. Of' Never—never more.' " But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smil.ing, Straight...the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy xmto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore— What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 oldal
...Front of bird, and bust and door ; Then upon the velvet sinking, I l>etook myself to linking Fan^v unto fancy, thinking What this ominous bird of yore...ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore.*' Thin I sat engaged in guessing, But no syllable expressing To the fowl whose tiery eyes now Burn'd... | |
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