 | Choice poems - 1862 - 317 páginas
..."'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." I1. Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. in. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic... | |
 | English poets - 1862
...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...angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore ! And thesilken, sad, uncertain rustlingof eachpurpleeurtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1862 - 538 páginas
...door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.' 2. Ah ! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...wished the morrow ; vainly I had sought to borrow From mv books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lcnorc — For the rare and radiant maiden whom... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - 1862 - 344 páginas
...door. ' ' Tis some visitor,' I mutter'd, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.' Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...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 for... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862
...; " 'Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, "tapping at my chamber-door, — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Kagerly I wish'd the morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, —... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 776 páginas
...chamber-door, — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak Deeember, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly 1 wish'd the morrow ; — vainiy I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow,— sorrow... | |
 | James Fleming - 1863 - 352 páginas
...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...angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrill'd me — fill'd me with fantastic... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 436 páginas
...chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the Weak Decembei And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1863
...'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber weary, door— Only this, and nothing more." Ah! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow Prom my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare aud radiant maiden whom... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 436 páginas
...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...— vainly I had sought to borrow, From my books, sureease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels... | |
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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... 
