 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
 | Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1866 - Страниц: 408
...visitor," I muttered, ''tapping at my chamber doorOnly 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 had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow... | |
 | 1866 - Страниц: 408
...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 had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow... | |
 | Robert Armstrong (master of Madras coll) - 1866 - Страниц: 142
...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—sorrow... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1866 - Страниц: 618
...muttered, " 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 upoi* the floor, Eagerly I wished the morrow : vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease... | |
 | James Fleming - 1866 - Страниц: 382
...visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door ; 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... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1867 - Страниц: 758
...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels mime Lenore— Nameless here for evermore. 1 3. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple...filled me with +fantastic terrors, never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'T is some visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1867 - Страниц: 544
...visitor," 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 tried to borrow, From my books, surcease of sorrow, sorrow... | |
 | John Dudley Philbrick - 1868 - Страниц: 636
...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, Fiom my books, surcease of sorrow... | |
 | Andrew Comstock, Philip Lawrence - 1808 - Страниц: 596
...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 iU ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wish'd the morrow : Tainly I had sought to borrow From my books... | |
 | Floyd Baker Wilson - 1869 - Страниц: 208
...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 wished the morrow ; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow— sorrow... | |
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