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" 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 bust above... "
Development of English Literature and Language - หน้า 383
โดย Alfred Hix Welsh - 1882
มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - เกี่ยวกับหนังสือเล่มนี้

The Southern literary messenger, เล่มที่ 14

1848 - 780 หน้า
...raven, ' 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...above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and lake thy form from off my door!' Quoth the raven, 'Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, still...

The Southern literary messenger, เล่มที่ 11

1845 - 778 หน้า
...shrieked, upstarting — " Gel thee Irack into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no Mack plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken...heart, and take thy form from off my door !" Quoth the raven, "Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid...

The American Whig Review, เล่มที่ 1

1845 - 732 หน้า
...raven, " Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend !" I shrieked, upstarting — " n³O raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid...

The American Whig Review, เล่มที่ 1

1845 - 688 หน้า
...Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend !" I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thce back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore...heart, and take thy form from off my door !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 หน้า
...raven, ' 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...heart, and Take thy form from off my door !' Quoth the raven ' Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 หน้า
...raven, ' 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...heart, and Take thy form from off my door !' Quoth the raven ' Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid...

The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: The literati

Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Nathaniel Parker Willis, James Russell Lowell - 1850 - 642 หน้า
...and the Night's Plutonian shore I Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken 1 Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above...from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door 1* Quoth the raven " Nevermore." Sixteenth — concerns the rhythm. Outis's is iambic — mine the...

The Irish Quarterly Review, เล่มที่ 5,ส่วนที่ 1

1855 - 724 หน้า
...Raven, ' Never more,' . Be that word oar sign of parting, bird or fiend ! ' I shrieked upstarting— ' Get thee back into the tempest, and the night's Plutonian...heart, and take thy form from off my door ! ' Quoth the Raveu, ' Never more.' And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid...

The United States Democratic Review, เล่มที่ 28

1851 - 608 หน้า
...thee back into the tempest, and the Night's Plutonian shore! , Leave no black plume as a token ofthat lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken...heart, and take thy form from off my door !" Quoth the Raven, " Never more." In those elegant stanzas, the question in the first quoted is not more beautifully...

The United States Magazine and Democratic Review, เล่มที่ 28

1851 - 702 หน้า
...Claep a rnre nnd radiant maiden, whom the апце!з name Lenore." Quoth the Raven, " Never more." Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul...! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak (rum out my heurt, and take thy form from off my doori" Quoth the Haven, " Never more." In those elegant...




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