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" This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But... "
Wiley's Elocution and Oratory: Giving a Thorough Treatise on the Art of ... - หน้า 285
โดย Charles A. Wiley - 1869 - 444 หน้า
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 หน้า
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methonght, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose footfalls...

The Southern literary messenger, เล่มที่ 14

1848 - 780 หน้า
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking ' Nevermore.' " This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...cushion's velvet lining, that the lamp-light gloated o'er, Bat whose velvet violet lining, with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore !...

The Southern literary messenger, เล่มที่ 11

1845 - 778 หน้า
...engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my boaom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at...lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels, whose faint...

The American Whig Review, เล่มที่ 1

1845 - 688 หน้า
...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore." This Г sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint...

The American Whig Review, เล่มที่ 1

1845 - 732 หน้า
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore." I stood repeating " 'Tis M-tvo"o volvot vinlpf lining with iho bHtlpligllt jçtoatillg О'бГ, She shall press, ah, nevermore...

The Literary Emporium, เล่มที่ 1-2

1847 - 434 หน้า
...gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, bat no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes...cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, Bat whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er. She shall press, ah, nevermore I Then,...

The Irish Quarterly Review, เล่มที่ 5,ส่วนที่ 1

1855 - 724 หน้า
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore, Meant in croaking ' Never mote.' This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...reclining On the cushion's velvet lining, that the lamp light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, Ske shall...

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

Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 หน้า
...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore — Meant in croaking " Nevermore." 12. This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah ! nevermore ! IS. Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls...

Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 หน้า
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Never more." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim,...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, เล่มที่ 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 หน้า
...This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now turned all Are hut the solemn declarations'all Of the great...the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on Ihe sad ! " Then, methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls...




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