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" And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the... "
Selections from American Poetry: With Special Reference to Poe, Longfellow ... - Side 69
redigeret af - 1917 - 373 sider
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Handbuch der nordamericanischen National-Literatur: Sammlung von ...

Ludwig Herrig - 1854 - 580 sider
...a token Of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! — Quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, And take thy...pallid bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door; And bis eyes have all ihe seeming üf a demon that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him Streaming Throws...
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The village bridal and other poems. Also, two lectures

James Henry Powell - 1854 - 152 sider
...as a token of the lie thy aool hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door !' Quoth the Haven ' Never more.' " And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid...
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Zehn schottische Lieder verdentscht von W.B. Macdonald. Schott. und ..., Side 69

1854 - 80 sider
...token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! Quoth the Eaven, " Nevermore ! " And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 sider
...token Of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — Quit the bust above my you, demon that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming Throws his shadow on the floor; And my...
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The American First-class Book, Or Exercises in Reading and Recitation ...

John Pierpont - 1855 - 530 sider
...token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy...sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber-door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light, o'er...
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Gems of Thought, and Flowers of Fancy

Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - 490 sider
...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off iny door !" Quoth the Raven, " Never more." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the 1amp-light o er him streaming, throws his shadow on the floor ; And my soul from out that,...
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Cyclopaedia of American Literature: Embracing Personal and ..., Bind 2,Del 2

Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1855 - 474 sider
...beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door 1" Q'iioth the raven, "Nevermore." And tue raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is...have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws hit shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that elm...
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The New-York Quarterly, Bind 2

1854 - 748 sider
...of a verse into lines of its real measure. And the Raven, never flitting, Still is sitting—still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas, Just above...have all the seeming Of a demon's that is dreaming. And the lamplight o'er him streaming Throws his shadow on the Hoor ; And my soul from out tliat shadow...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Bind 5

1855 - 1416 sider
...And the Haven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting. On the pallid bust of Pa 11 us, just above my chamber -door, And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming, throws his shadow on the floor ; And my soul from out that shadow...
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The Irish quarterly review, Bind 5

1855 - 1428 sider
...as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! I^eave my loneliness unbroken ! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! ' Quoth the Karen, * Never more.' And the Haven, never flitting, still Is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid...
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