 | 1858 - 602 páginas
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 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 páginas
...Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for ever more. And the silken, sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — tilled me with fantastic terrors never fell before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart,... | |
 | 1845 - 778 páginas
...rare and radiant maiden whom the angers name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And !he »ilken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled...with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that DOW, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeatin! " Ti> wo* visiter entreat i ng entrance at... | |
 | 1848 - 780 páginas
...A death was never more poetically told than in the italicised words. The " tapping" is renewed — "And the silken, sad, uncertain, rustling of each...Thrilled me, filled me, with fantastic terrors never fell before, So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating ' "l'ii some visiler... | |
 | 1845 - 648 páginas
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 | 1845 - 688 páginas
...Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple...my chamber door; — This it is, and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger ; hesitating then no longer, " Sir," said I, " or Madam, truly your... | |
 | 1845 - 732 páginas
...radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad unceitain }Ǿ ' g ! } s œW =v O ) -~ | ת # [ N |__ Presently my soul grew stronger ; hesitating then no longer, " Sir," said I, " or Madam, truly your... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1884 - 44 páginas
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 | 1847 - 434 páginas
...angels name Lencre — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each pnrpte curtain Thrilled, me — filled me with fantastic...late visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door ; — That it is, and nothing more." T' The Raven. 377 Presently my soul grew stronger ; hesitating... | |
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And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "* Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door,... 
