 Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some...  Life of Edgar Allan Poe - 384. oldalszerző: James Albert Harrison - 1903 - 455 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1848 - 780 oldal
...there carue a tapping As of tame one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door, "Tis some visiter,' 1 muttered, 'tapping at my chamber door — Only this,...This congruity extends to the phraseology ; every wort] is admirably selected and placed with reference to the whole. Even the word " napping" is well... | |
 | 1845 - 778 oldal
...napping, suddenly there came i tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Tia some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing rooit." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought... | |
 | 1845 - 732 oldal
...volume of forgotten lore, While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some 3F 5 둛Ì 4 Lk ; Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost... | |
 | 1847 - 434 oldal
...volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. '...my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 oldal
...there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza closes with one of the finest touches of poetical imagery and pathos. " For the rare... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 oldal
...napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." 2. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 oldal
...chamber door; While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more." Ah! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost... | |
 | 1852 - 620 oldal
...came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — 1 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " Ah. distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 oldal
...came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — ' 'Tis some visitor,' K B x.z ɨ툨d } :) ;i / ދ> Au x 2 i B z c O|솺k " Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 oldal
...volume of forgotten lore — While I^odded, nearly napping, suddenly there ^came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "...at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost... | |
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