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. 2881875Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
| Coventry Patmore - 1862 - Страниц: 372
...I 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 had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow... | |
| Choice poems - 1862 - Страниц: 368
...muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." I1. 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 —... | |
| English poets - 1862 - Страниц: 622
...nothing more." 516 GLEANINGS FROM THE ENGLISH POETS. Ah ! distinctly I remember it was in the Meal; 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... | |
| Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1863 - Страниц: 614
...mutter'd, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing more." ii. 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 bflrrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow... | |
| James Stuart Laurie - 1863 - Страниц: 328
...muttered, " tapping at my chamber weary, 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 Prom my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow... | |
| James Fleming - 1863 - Страниц: 404
...tapping at my chamber door ; Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the black 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... | |
| George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - Страниц: 528
...at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." .Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the Weak 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, sureease of sorrow... | |
| 1864 - Страниц: 428
...I muttered, " tapping at my chambe; Only this, and nothing more." 11 » Ah, d.stinctly 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 —... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe, Carl Theodor Eben - 1864 - Страниц: 62
...iф, „Феn ber 3ufaU fü^ret ^er Sin Söefuch unb fonfî Wifytö mfy. 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... | |
| Страниц: 418
...rhythm, rhyme, and pathos ; everybody knows and admires it : — " 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 had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, —... | |
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