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" 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... "
Littell's Living Age - Стр. 159
1853
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Lessons in Elocution ...

A.A. Griffith - 1865 - Страниц: 260
...Perch'd upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perch' d, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...on the Night's Plutonian shore? " Quoth the raven, "Nevermore! " Much I marvl'd this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little...
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The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - Страниц: 220
...perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door — VIII. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling...on the Night's Plutonian shore." Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." IX. Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer...
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The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe, ed. by J. Hannay. Complete ed

Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - Страниц: 238
...Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. VIII. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling...on the Night's Plutonian shore." Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore.'' IX. Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer...
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Golden Leaves from the American Poets

1865 - Страниц: 564
...Perched upon a bust of PALLAS, just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. ^ Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...on the Night's Plutonian shore !" Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore," Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little...
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Gems of Literature, Elegant, Rare, and Suggestive ...

Gems - 1866 - Страниц: 168
...— Perch'd upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perch'd, and sat, and nothing more. Then, this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into...Plutonian shore !" Quoth the Raven, " Never more." Much I marvell'd this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning...
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The Advanced Reader

1866 - Страниц: 408
...— Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...on the Night's Plutonian shore." Quoth the raven, " Nevermore !" Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer...
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The National Fifth Reader: Containing a Complete and Practical Treatise on ...

Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1866 - Страниц: 618
...Perch'd upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber-door — Perch'd, and sat, and nothing more. 8. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...on the Night's Plutonian shore ?" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore !" 9. Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer...
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The Progressive English reading books, Том 4

Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1866 - Страниц: 408
...— Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...on the Night's Plutonian shore." Quoth the raven, " Nevermore !" Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer...
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Poetical readings and recitations, by R. and T. Armstrong

Robert Armstrong (master of Madras coll) - 1866 - Страниц: 142
...chamber Perch'd upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door— Perch'd and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...name is on the night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Eaven : " Nevermore !" Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by...
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The complete poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe, with a selection of his ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - Страниц: 332
...— Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched and sat and nothing more Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling....name is on the night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Eaven, " Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer...
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