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" And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the... "
Choice Readings for Public and Private Entertainments and for the Use of ... - 570. oldal
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 oldal
...Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door! " Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor, And my soul from out...

The American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845 - 688 oldal
...Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor ; And...

The American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845 - 732 oldal
...Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my...

The Literary Emporium, 1-2. kötet

1847 - 434 oldal
...Pallas just above my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow...floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore . • ...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 oldal
...Take thy beak from out my heart, and Take thy form from off my door !' Quoth the raven ' Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still...his eyes have all the seeming Of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming, Throws his shadow on the floor ; And my soul from...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 oldal
...Pallas Just above my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming Of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming, Throws his...floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore !" Although his mechanical art is too visible, we cannot withhold our praise for the success of the...

The Irish Quarterly Review, 5. kötet,1. rész

1855 - 724 oldal
...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! ' Quoth the Raveu, ' Never more.' And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...pallid bust of Pallas, just above my chamber -door, And bis eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming,...

The North British review

1852 - 620 oldal
...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door !' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore !' " And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor ; And my soul from out...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 oldal
...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, " Never more." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming, throws his shadow on the floor ; And my soul from...

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

Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 oldal
...thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." 17. And the Raven,' never flitting, stUl is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of...his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out...




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