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" 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... "
The Living Authors of America: 1st ser - Стр. 130
авторы: Thomas Powell - 1850 - Страниц: 365
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song: Selected from English and American ...

Charlotte Fiske Bates Rogé - 1832 - Страниц: 882
...thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim and ancient Haven, wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what...Night's Plutonian shore! " Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning...
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The Southern literary messenger

...bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. "Then this ebon bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave...Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.' "Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning,...
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The American Whig Review, Том 1

1845
...— Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. , confusion would be harmonized in it, and the order...desolation would be won at last, and pa«,ng into its life, Much 1 marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning...
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The American Whig Review, Том 1

1845
...— Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...— Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutoman shore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." Much 1 marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - Страниц: 365
...visibly the poet's intention to produce effect by the outer shape of verse is here made apparent : . " Then this ebony bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling,...grim and ancient raven Wandering from the Nightly shoreTell me what thy lordly name is On the Night's Plutonian shore !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.'...
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The American Whig Review, Том 11

1850
...doorPerched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. " Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...countenance it wore, ' Though thy crest be shorn and eharen, thou,' I paid, ' art sure no craven. Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly...
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The American Whig Review, Том 11

1850
...door— Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door— Perched, and sat, and nothing more. " Then this ebony bird 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, '...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Том 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852
...Perched upon a bast of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. " =@ Kt : \-yjc Yq(F ku %Á% i Α HA ...pm $ > Q U U6 / `M N8 Ji - 8 >F!휪o .k ; i " Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning,...
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour; and Poems, Том 456

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - Страниц: 479
...— Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched and sat and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - Страниц: 550
...— Perch'd upon a bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door — Perch'd, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling,...grim and ancient raven, Wandering from the Nightly shoreTell me what thy lordly name is On the Night's Plutonian shore !" Quoth the raven " Nevermore."...
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