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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... "
The Writing and Reading of Verse - Side 88
af Clarence Edward Andrews - 1923 - 327 sider
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The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe: With Original Memoir

Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 247 sider
...— Only this mtd nothing more.'' Ah. distinetly I remember it was in the bleak Deeember, And eaeh separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor....wished the morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow l'"t'om mv hooks sureease of sorrow — SOITOW for the lost Ltenore — For the rare and radiant maiden...
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A Compendium of American Literature: Chronologically Arranged, with ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1858 - 740 sider
...mnttered, "tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember it WM in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly l wished the morrow ; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for...
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ADVENTURES AND ACHIEVEMENTS OF AMERICANS;

HENRY HOWE - 1859
...midnight dreary, while I ponder'd weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...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-—...
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A Compendium of American Literature: Chronologically Arranged, with ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1859 - 784 sider
...'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...
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Poets of England and America; being selections from the best authors of both ...

England - 1860 - 472 sider
...door. " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door; Only this, and nothing more." n. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken...
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The Ladies' Reader: Designed for the Use of Ladies' Schools and Family ...

John William Stanhope Hows - 1860 - 425 sider
...door. " 'Tis some visiter," 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 tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — Sorrow for the...
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Nightingale Valley: A Collection, Including a Great Number of the Choicest ...

William Allingham - 1860 - 288 sider
...the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wish'd the morrow ;— vainly I had sought to borrow From...sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken...
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Adventures and Achievements of Americans: A Series of Narratives ...

Henry Howe - 1861 - 732 sider
...chamber door. "'Tis some visiter," I mutter'd, tapping at my chamber doorOnly this, and nothing more.'' Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare und radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken...
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Folk Songs

John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 466 sider
...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,...separate dying ember Wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eao.erly I wished the morrow ; -' ' •/ Vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow,...
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A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

Thomas Shorter - 1861
...muttered, "tapping at my chamber-door— Only this, and nothing more.** Ah 1 distinctly T remember it waa in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost npon the floor. Eagerly I wish*d the morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease...
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