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" Ah, distinctly I remember it 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 From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the... "
The Dublin University Magazine - Стр. 304
1875
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Pen and Pencil Pictures

Tom Hood - 1857 - Страниц: 337
...have fashioned in vain ? THE TWILIGHT MUSINGS OF AN OLD MAN. CHAPTER I. " Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor!" THE HAVEN. " Deep as love — Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; 0 Death in Life ! the days...
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New Sixth Eclectic Reader

William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - Страниц: 448
...I mutter'd, "tapping at my chamber door; Only this and nothing more." 2. Ah! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor; Eagerly I wish'd the morrow: vainly I had tried to borrow, From my books, +8urcease of sorrow—sorrow...
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The book of recitations [ed.] by C.W. Smith

Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857
...muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it 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 From my books surcease of sorrow —...
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Southern Literary Messenger, Том 25

1857
...italicised above, and the following ones from the Raven : " And the lilken, tad, uncertain, milling of each purple curtain, Thrilled me, filled me, with fantastic terrors never felt before. "Thenthit ebony bird, beguiling my sad fancy into imiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance...
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Southern Literary Messenger, Том 5;Том 26

1858
...and swelleth out, around her motionless pale brow." And on turning to "The Raven " you will find : "The silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple...filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before." 'Now, oh ! carping friend, it is quite probable neither the author of Childe Harold or the author of...
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - Страниц: 397
...chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly 1 had sought to borrow' From my books surcease of sorrow —...
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Osgood's Progressive Fifth Reader: Embracing a System of Instruction in the ...

Lucius Osgood - 1858 - Страниц: 480
...mutter' d, "rapping at my chamber-door: Only this, and nothing more." 2. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor ! Eagerly. I wish'd the morrow; vainly Lhad tried tor borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, —...
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THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE

EDGAR ALLAN POE - 1858
...I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it 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 From my books surcease of sorrow —...
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A Compendium of American Literature: Chronologically Arranged, with ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1858 - Страниц: 740
...mnttered, "tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember it WM in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly l wished the morrow ; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow...
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A Compendium of American Literature: Chronologically Arranged, with ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1859 - Страниц: 784
...mutter'd, " tapping at my chamber-door,— • Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wish'd the morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, —...
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