 Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim, and ancient raven, wandering from the nightly...  Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ... - 225. oldalszerző: Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 479 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | E. Wadham - 1869 - 176 oldal
...made he ; not a minute stopped or stayed he ; Hut with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above...chamber door — Perched and sat, and nothing more. — EDOAK A. POE. (6.) Couplet alternated with couplet of another sort sometimes occurs. A LAI OF THE... | |
 | Floyd Baker Wilson - 1869 - 208 oldal
...door, — Perch'd, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony birl beguiling my sad fancy into smiiing, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorne and shaven, thou,'' I said, " art sure no craven ; Ghastly, grim, and ancient raven, wandering... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1871 - 422 oldal
...made he ; not a minute stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above...thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, " art sura no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me vhat thy... | |
 | Benjamin Nicholas Martin - 1871 - 236 oldal
...made he ; not a minute stopped or staid he ; But with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door, — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above...chamber door, — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. ALFRED B. STREET. 18n-. (Manual, pp. 522, 531.) 3OO. THE GRAY FOREST EAGLE. WITH storm-daring pinion... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1872 - 438 oldal
...Perch'd above my chamber door— Perch'd upon a bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door — Perch'd, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling...countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorn and shavon. Thou," I said. " art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven, Wandering from the Nightly... | |
 | Charles Hartley - 1872 - 372 oldal
...made he ; not a minute stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above...more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy Into smilinj, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore. "Though thy crest be shorn and... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1872 - 758 oldal
...made he, Not an instant stopp'd or staid he, But, with mien of lord or lady, Perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, Just above my chamber door; Perched and gat, and nothing more. " Then this ebon bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling, By the grim and stern... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1873 - 532 oldal
...made he; not a minute stopped or staved he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above...ancient Raven, wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell nie what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore ! " Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." Much I... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 oldal
...made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above...beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stem decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1873 - 730 oldal
...and sat, and nothing more. Then thi? ebony bird lieguiling My sad fancy into smiling, By the gt avc and stern decorum Of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, Thou," I s:ud, " art si're no cr.wec. Ghastly grim and ancient ri\. n, Wandering from the Nighlly »h.»~ Tell... | |
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