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" Nevermore." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend! " I shrieked, upstarting' "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken!... "
Choice Readings for Public and Private Entertainments: And for the Use of ... - 568. oldal
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The American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845 - 732 oldal
...the angels name Lenore." Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend !" I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thee back...that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from...

The American Whig Review, 1. kötet

1845 - 688 oldal
...Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend !" I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thce back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore...that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 oldal
...forget this lost Lenore !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore."' "'Be that word our sign of parting, Bird or fiend !' I shrieked, upstarting — Get thee back...that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! Quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and Take thy form from off...

The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: The literati

Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Nathaniel Parker Willis, James Russell Lowell - 1850 - 642 oldal
...no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken 1 Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door 1* Quoth the raven " Nevermore." Sixteenth — concerns the rhythm. Outis's is iambic — mine the...

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

1855 - 724 oldal
...the angels name Lenore.' Quoth the Raven, ' Never more,' . Be that word oar sign of parting, bird or fiend ! ' I shrieked upstarting— ' Get thee back...that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off...

The United States Democratic Review, 28. kötet

1851 - 608 oldal
...the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Haven, " Never moro." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend, I shrieked, upstarting — Get thee back into...Plutonian shore! , Leave no black plume as a token ofthat lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door !...

The North British review

1852 - 620 oldal
...angels call Lenore.' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore !' " ' Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend,' I shrieked, upstarting, ' Get thee back into...that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, 27. kötet

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 oldal
...angels call Lcnore.' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore !' " ' Be that word our sign of parting, bird or > [ .x s t N 1 n n? h } ] 㷴 / ; Kwx 8 ~ s % ...p 4/ 6 wiF Ru 3 c 8 ** ik 1 g , z s 'Ѳi { unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from...

The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 oldal
...no black plume as a token Of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken! — Quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my...Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, Still is sittincr. still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door ; And his eyes have...

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

Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 oldal
...angels name Lenore ! " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." . 16. " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend ! " I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thee back...plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! * Nepenthe is a drug or medicine that alleviates pain and exhilarates. 'Leave thy loneliness unbroken...




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