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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... "
ADVENTURES AND ACHIEVEMENTS OF AMERICANS; - Стр. 705
авторы: HENRY HOWE - 1859
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - Страниц: 1022
...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. Easerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From iny books surrease of sorrow —...
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The Southern literary messenger, Том 11

1845 - Страниц: 778
...door. Tia some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing rooit." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon tta floor. Eagerly I wisher! the morrow ;— vainly I had tried toborro* From my books surcease of...
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The American Whig Review, Том 1

1845 - Страниц: 732
...door. " 'Tis some visiter," 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 the morrow ; — vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost...
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The American Whig Review, Том 1

1845 - Страниц: 688
...door. " Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tappmg 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 the morrow ; — vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost...
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The Literary Emporium, Объемы 1-2

1847 - Страниц: 434
...door. ' 'Tis some visiter," 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 the morrow ; — vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost...
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The American Whig Review, Том 5;Том 11

1850 - Страниц: 766
...peculiarities. It occurs in every stanza of the Raven, &c. " Eagerly I wished the morrow ;—vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow...Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angele name Lenore." The same repetition makes " Ululume" nearly twice as long as it would be without...
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The American Whig Review, Том 5;Том 11

1850 - Страниц: 762
...I wished the morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my hooks surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angeU name Lenore." The same repetition makes " Ululume" nearly twice as long as it would be without...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Том 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - Страниц: 610
...' '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 the morrow ; vainly had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore...
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The North British review

1852 - Страниц: 620
...1 '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 the morrow ; vainly had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore...
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour: And Poems

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - Страниц: 308
...tapping, " '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 the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—...
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