 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagini
...soullife. THE RAVElf. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded,...rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah. distinctly I remember it... | |
 | 1845 - 732 pagini
...while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly... | |
 | 1847 - 434 pagini
...BY EDGAR A. POE. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded,...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 pagini
...course unaltered. " Onee upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded,...Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza closes with... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 pagini
...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,...Rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza closes with... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 pagini
...course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded,...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Pis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamher door — Only this, and nothing more.' "... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 pagini
...its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary. Over many a quaint God, muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " Ah, distinctly I remember,... | |
 | 1852 - 620 pagini
...its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded,...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.'... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 pagini
...— EDGAE A. POE 1. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, — While I...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." 2.... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 pagini
...streams. THE RAVEN. J Oxer upon a midnight dreary, M hile I jwnder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded,...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. " "J'is some visitor," I mutter'd, " Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah,... | |
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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... 
