 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - Страниц: 1022
...mother I knew By that infinity with which my wife Was dearer to my soul than its soullife. THE RAVElf. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah. distinctly... | |
 | 1848 - Страниц: 780
...it. The opening stanza rapidly and clearly arranges time, place, etc. for the mysteries that follow. "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, White I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there carue a tapping As of tame one gently rapping,... | |
 | 1845 - Страниц: 778
...remarkable than it is, psychologic*!!', a wonder." Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak ">* weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came i tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Tia some visiter," I muttered,... | |
 | 1845 - Страниц: 688
...could wish the capacities of our noble languge, in prosody, were better understood. — ED. AM. REV.] Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rappmg, rapping at my... | |
 | 1845 - Страниц: 732
...could wish the capacities of our noble languge, in prosody, were better understood. — ED. AM. REV.] h \ 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - Страниц: 384
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Onee upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and...gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - Страниц: 380
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Pis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamher door — Only this, and nothing more.' "... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - Страниц: 382
...unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curioua Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping,...gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - Страниц: 610
...thank us for adorning our pages with this piece, which is called " The Raven," in its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...rapping, rapping at my chamber door — ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " Ah, distinctly... | |
 | 1852 - Страниц: 620
...thank us for adorning our pages with this piece, which is called " The Kaven," in its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — 1 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.'... | |
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis... 
