 Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis...  The Public School Speaker - Стр. 323авторы: Francis Warre Cornish - 1900 - Страниц: 570Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | 1847 - Страниц: 434
...purest, the highest character, even to the present age in which we live. THE RAVEN. BY EDGAR A. POE. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - Страниц: 384
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Onee upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and...my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza closes with one of the finest touches of poetical imagery and pathos. " For the rare... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - Страниц: 380
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Pis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamher door — Only this, and nothing more.' "... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - Страниц: 382
...unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curioua Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping,...my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza closes with one of the finest touches of poetical imagery and pathos. " For the rare... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - Страниц: 610
...thank us for adorning our pages with this piece, which is called " The Raven," in its integrity. " Once V " ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly had I sought to borrow... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - Страниц: 298
...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there canie a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping...was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly I had sought to borrow... | |
 | 1852 - Страниц: 620
...thank us for adorning our pages with this piece, which is called " The Kaven," in its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — 1 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.'... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - Страниц: 380
...Hope ! — " to old England and young America ! " LESSON CLXXIV. The Raven. — EDGAE A. POE 1. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." 2.... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - Страниц: 188
...eye to the paltry compensations, or the more paltry commendations, of mankind. EAP THE RAVEN. ONCE 'upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." B n. Ah, distinctly... | |
 | 1854 - Страниц: 80
...reiфer beé £erjetrô SBere^rung, ïbeurer bem £errn ifi ber 2trmeu ©ebet. JU ir t tt. EA POE. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and...was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly I had sought to borrow... | |
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