 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagina’s
...Of ' Never — nevermore.' " But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight 1 wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust...gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methonght, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled... | |
 | 1848 - 780 pagina’s
...of bird, and bust, and door ; Then, upon the velvet sinking, 1 betook myself to linking Faocy onto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore —...cushion's velvet lining, that the lamp-light gloated o'er, Bat whose velvet violet lining, with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore !... | |
 | 1845 - 778 pagina’s
...engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my boaom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at...gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels, whose faint foot-falls... | |
 | 1845 - 732 pagina’s
...Hope he dared adjure — That sad answer, " Nevermore !" But the raven etill beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat...velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, But M-tvo"o volvot vinlpf lining with iho bHtlpligllt jçtoatillg О'бГ, She shall press, ah, nevermore... | |
 | 1845 - 688 pagina’s
...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore." This Г sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls... | |
 | 1855 - 724 pagina’s
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore, Meant in croaking ' Never mote.' This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...reclining On the cushion's velvet lining, that the lamp light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, Ske shall... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 pagina’s
...this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore — Meant in croaking " Nevermore." 12. This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah ! nevermore ! IS. Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 pagina’s
...What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking " Never more." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing...the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim,... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 pagina’s
...This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now turned into my bosom's core ; This, and more, I sat divining,...gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! " Then, methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 pagina’s
...upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous hird of yore — What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt,...gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled... | |
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This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But... 
