 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869 - 596 páginas
...; " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic... | |
 | Floyd Baker Wilson - 1869 - 208 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,...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore — Nameless here forever more. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each pmp'e... | |
 | Charles A. Wiley - 1869 - 456 páginas
..." 'Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing more." 2. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore — Nameless here forevcrmore. Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1869 - 264 páginas
...door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...Eagerly I wished the morrow — vainly I had sought to borrsw From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant... | |
 | William Stewart Ross - 1869 - 452 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 I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the... | |
 | Robert Frederick Brewer - 1869 - 88 páginas
...straitened 1 forehead | of the | fool ! Tennyson. Ah ! distinctly | 1 re|member, | it was | in the | Weak December, And each | separate | dying | ember | wrought its | ghost up|on the | floor. Eager | ly 1 j wished the | morrow; | rainly | 1 had | sought to | borrow From my | books sur|cease... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 páginas
...chamber-door ; " T is some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic... | |
 | John Dudley Philbrick - 1870 - 636 páginas
...door. " 'T is some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple... | |
 | Josiah Rhinehart Sypher - 1870 - 396 páginas
...door, " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door; Only this — and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1870 - 538 páginas
...door; " 'T is some visitor," I muttered, "tipping at my chamber door; Only this and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December;...the- floor; Eagerly I wished the morrow: vainly I had tried to borrow, From my hooks, surcease of sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lcnorc, For the rare and nuliant... | |
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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... 
