 | George Stillman Hillard - 1873 - 532 páginas
...natural affection, or the sense of duty; and these defects of character are perceptible in hu writings.] ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the Weak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the... | |
 | 1873 - 756 páginas
...ghosts assume Some frightful shape, and sweep along the gloom, there came a tapping at my chamber door. While I pondered weak and weary Over many a quaint...at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Not to be mysterious, it was a visitor, and something more — for Nic the devil was not a visitor... | |
 | Star reciter - 1873 - 330 páginas
...while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — \Vhile I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,...was in the bleak December, And each separate dying embei^'wrought its ghost upon the floor ; Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly 1 had sought to borrow... | |
 | Johannes Scherr - 1873 - 446 páginas
...in ba« 2Rtnfd)eniebnt. @leidj bic GingangSjcilen: „Once upon a midnight dreary, While I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door" — bringen in bem Scfer, of>ne bajj er fid> barübet 9îcd)enfd)aft ¡u geben Mrniag, bie &im¡ mung... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1873 - 730 páginas
...what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. THE RAVEN. : upon a midnight dreary, While I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping at my rlmmbcr door. " 'Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, " Tapping at my chamlier door — Only this, and nothing... | |
 | 1875 - 324 páginas
...to be haunted by the gloom of a desolate soul. He died from his excesses, at Baltimore, in 1849. I.. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." EC. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought... | |
 | George Rhett Cathcart - 1874 - 454 páginas
...we • And neither the angels in heaven above A »r the : demons down under the POE. FROM THE HAVEN. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door ; Only this, and nothing more." Open... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 240 páginas
...my task is done, — The gates are passed, and Heaven is won ! " THE HAVEN. BY EDGAR ALLAN POE. NCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamberdoor. " 'T is some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber-door, — Only this, and nothing... | |
 | 1875 - 448 páginas
...must flow. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto I., Stanzas 72-80. THE EAVEN. BY EDGAE ALLAN POE. JNGE upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered, weak and...there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "Tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1875 - 470 páginas
...Vol. I. J NCE upon a midnight dreary, Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood while I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamberdoor; " 'Tis some visitor," I mutter' d, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing... | |
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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... 
