 Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim, and ancient raven, wandering from the nightly...  Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ... - Стр. 225авторы: Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - Страниц: 479Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | John Bartlett - 1874 - Страниц: 798
...tongue or pen, The saddest are these : " It might have been ! " Maud Muller. EDGAR A. POE. 1811-1849. Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door, — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. The Raven. Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! Quoth the Raven :... | |
 | 1875 - Страниц: 448
...made he; Not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, Perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, Just above...said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Eaven Wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is On the Night's Plutonian... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1869 - Страниц: 298
...made he ; not a minute stopped or stayed he, But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above...this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1875 - Страниц: 470
...perch'd above my chamber-door — Perch'd upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber-door — Perch'd and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling...into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenanco it wore, " Though thy crest bo shorn and shaven, thon," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly,... | |
 | 1875 - Страниц: 852
...rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before. " Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore. " Then upon the velvet sinking I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy." And what can be more graphic... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - Страниц: 240
...lady, perched above my chamber-door, — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamberdoor, — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the £rave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,"... | |
 | 1875 - Страниц: 324
...made he ; not a minute stopped or staid he ; But, with mieu of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above...chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. vin. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1875 - Страниц: 890
...— Middleton, The Family of Lave, iv. 3. Poe. — Willis. — Taylor. 567 EDGAR A. POE. 1811-1849. Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door, — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. The Raven. Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! Quoth the Raven :... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - Страниц: 576
...he ; not an instant stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door, — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above...wandering from the nightly shore, Tell me what thy loi-dly name is on the night's Plutonian shore ? " Quoth the raven, "Nevermore I " Much I marveled... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1876 - Страниц: 196
...; not a minute stopped or stayecf he, But, with mien *6f lord or lady, perched above my chamPerched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door —...thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly", grim," 4nd ancient Raven, wandering from the Nightly snore.'., ' Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's... | |
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