 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 ! — quit the...  The American Whig Review - 145. oldal1845Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1866
...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...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from oil' my door ! Quoth the Haven, " Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still... | |
 | Sarah Anne Dorsey - 1866 - 420 oldal
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 | E. C. Mitchell - 1866 - 19 oldal
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 | George Stillman Hillard - 1866 - 436 oldal
...fiend! " I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore 1 Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul...loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door 1 Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore."... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1866
...Nevermore." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting ! " Get tliee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that He thy soul has spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy... | |
 | 1866 - 400 oldal
..."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 the lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken, quit the bust above my door ! Take thy... | |
 | Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1866
...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 the lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken, quit the bust above my door ! Take thy... | |
 | Robert Armstrong (master of Madras coll) - 1866
...Nevermore!" " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend," I shriek'dj upstarting, " Get thee back into the tempest, and the night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as in token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken,—quit the bust above my door,—... | |
 | 1866
...poem, despite all our attempts at self-justification, it casts its shadow on the soul, and we cry, " Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off iny door" in vain. We should like to cast it from \is and banish it into oblivion, but like the sword... | |
 | 1866 - 480 oldal
...bird or fiend !" I sliri upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plut shore I Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spi Leave my loneliness unbroken! — quit the bust above my < Take thy beak from out my heart, and... | |
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