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...forgotten lore — \Vhile I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — " 'Tis some...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...

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...forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visitor,"...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...

...forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping As of some one gently rapping — rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some...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...

...in sad array," half in shade, appears Lord Byron, with Lucifer "dim pinnacled in the intense inane." "Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...separate, dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor," when the writer first "glowered" through those weird halls of Manfred— the myriad-minded "gentle...

...rapping, rapping at my chamberdoor. " 'Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, " tapping at my chamberdoor — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember,...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...

...curious volume of forgotten lore While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, ' Tin some visitor,' I muttered, < tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.' " Was it fancy, or did Fletcher really hear a slow, measured tapping near him — upon one of the trees,...