 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2003 - 170 oldal
...Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; Tis the wind and nothing more!' Open here 1 flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,...days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not an instant stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door Perched... | |
 | Steven Gould Axelrod, Camille Roman, Thomas Travisano - 2003 - 770 oldal
...stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he; not an instant stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady,...perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas1 just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling... | |
 | Sourcebooks, Inc - 2003 - 182 oldal
...thereat is, and this mystery explore — Let my heart be still a moment, and this mystery explore; — 'Tis the wind and nothing more. Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, I In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore. ^ Not the least obeisance made he;... | |
 | Arthur Lennig - 2003 - 618 oldal
..."Sud-den-ly, there came a tapping, as of someone gent-ly rapping, rapping at my chamber door. O-pen then I flung the shutter, when with many a flirt and flutter, in there stepped a stately raven — " The voice stops, and then Lugosi informs his listener — a mild-mannered, bespectacled Mr. Chapman,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2009 - 580 oldal
...entrance. He comes in "with many a flirt and flutter." Not the least obeisance made he — not a moment stopped or stayed he, But with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door. In the two stanzas which follow, the design is more obviously carried out: — Then this ebony bird... | |
 | Gregory Sarno - 2005 - 417 oldal
...chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt...stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore, And perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door — Whence he uttered . . . Neil gestures... | |
 | William Roetzheim - 2006 - 760 oldal
...thereat is, and this mystery explore — let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; — "Tis the wind and nothing more!" Open here I flung...days of yore; not the least obeisance made he; not an instant stopped or stayed he; but, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door —... | |
 | Ann M. Feldman - 2009 - 238 oldal
...just the man that I should wish, Slight of stature, lightly stooping, book in hand but nothing more. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But abruptly sit he bade me, perched himself beside my door. Perched upon a small high table, just beside... | |
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Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a... 
