 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 88af Clarence Edward Andrews - 1918 - 327 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1866 - 526 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,...sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken... | |
 | 1866 - 522 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,...sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken,... | |
 | Gems - 1866 - 168 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,...sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 332 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,...sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1866 - 568 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,...sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken... | |
 | James Fleming - 1866 - 382 sider
...visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door ; Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the black December, And each separate dying ember wrought its...surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore— 1 For the rare and radiant maiden whom the ' angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And... | |
 | Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1866 - 408 sider
...chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, ''tapping at my chamber doorOnly this, and nothing more." Ah distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;— vainly had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare... | |
 | 1866 - 408 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,...the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;— vainly had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lcnore — For the rare... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 200 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,...wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished tho morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the... | |
 | Nathaniel Kirk Richardson - 1866 - 204 sider
...presence of which the iron hearts of your warriors shall be turned into ashes! THE KAVEN.—Edgar A. Poe. 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... | |
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