 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. 1591853Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | 1854 - Страниц: 380
...— Ferch'd npon 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...countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, Though," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven, Wandering from the Nightly shore... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1855 - Страниц: 530
...— 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 marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer... | |
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - Страниц: 490
...of lord or lady, perch'd above my chamber door — h'd upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art aure 110 craven, Ghastly, griiu, and ancient Rave:i wandering from the nightly shore — Tell ine what... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1855 - Страниц: 474
...Perched, and eat, and nothing more. Thon this ebony bird h"guilii:g my fnd fancy into smiling. By tlic grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I «aid, " art »ure no craven. Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly »hopeTell... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - Страниц: 690
...— 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, By the grave and stern decomm Of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, Thou," I Raid, " art sure... | |
 | Columbiana - 1855 - Страниц: 52
...behind the old green door, Sat and looked, and nothing more. Then this quondam Prof, beguiling Bull's sad fancy into smiling. By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance he wore, By the velvet cap thou wearest, by the dumpy mien thou bearest, I should judge that thou'rt... | |
 | Joseph Gostwick - 1856 - Страниц: 338
...— Perched upoii 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... | |
 | Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - Страниц: 338
...— 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... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - Страниц: 456
...tbust of Pallas, just above my chamber door, Perch'd, and sat, and nothing more. 8. Then this tebony bird ^beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern tdecorum of the countenance it wore; Ghastly, grim, and ancient raven, wandering from the nightly shore,... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - Страниц: 644
...— 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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