 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1871 - Страниц: 200
...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore." Thus I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - Страниц: 968
...guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core ; Tliis and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining...gloating o'er, She shall press — ah ! nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim, whose footfalls... | |
 | Noble Kibby Royse - 1872 - Страниц: 382
..."Nevermore." Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, 'Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy...lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls... | |
 | Anna Randall Diehl - 1872 - Страниц: 460
...whom unmerciful disaster Followed fast and followed faster, till his songs one burden bora — • Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden...seraphim, whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "WretchI" I cried, "thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite— respite... | |
 | Charles Hartley - 1872 - Страниц: 372
...burden bore — Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of ' Never — nevermore.' " JJ But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into...lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls... | |
 | 1872 - Страниц: 900
...Nevermore, — nevermore ! ' " But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight 1 n shaU press — ah ! nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer,... | |
 | Noble Kibby Royse - 1872 - Страниц: 376
...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore." 13 » This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air • grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by Seraphim whose... | |
 | 1872 - Страниц: 514
...This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl, whose fiery eyes now burn'd into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining,...gloating o'er, She shall press — ah ! nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim, whose foot-falls... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - Страниц: 556
...broken by reply so aptly spoken, — "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store. P Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster...lamplight gloating o'er She shall press ah nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1873 - Страниц: 614
...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Nevermore !" 13. This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press — ah ! nevermore 1 14. Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim, whose foot-falls... | |
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Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of... 
