 This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, But whose...  A Treasure Chest of Memories - Pagina 291de Joe Mitchell Chapple - 1911 - 447 paginiVizualizare completă - Despre această carte
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagini
...bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet...gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methonght, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled... | |
 | 1845 - 778 pagini
...core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining, that the lamplight gloated o'er, But whose velvet...grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels, whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted flour. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent... | |
 | 1848 - 780 pagini
...with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining, that the lamp-light gloated o'er, Bat whose velvet violet lining, with the lamp-light gloating...the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swing by angels, whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. ' Wretch.' 1 cried, ' thy God... | |
 | 1845 - 688 pagini
...core ; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, But whose velvet...grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried," thy God hath lent thee... | |
 | 1855 - 724 pagini
...But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, Ske shall press, sh, never more I Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...tufted floor. ' Wretch !,' I cried, ' thy God hath lent thee— by these ansels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 pagini
...core ; This, and more, I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining, that the lamplight gloated o'er, But whose velvet...the tufted floor. 'Wretch!' I cried, ' thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories... | |
 | 1852 - 620 pagini
...reclining On the cushion's velvet lining, that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet viokt lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall...tufted floor. ' Wretch !' I cried, ' thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 pagini
...bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, But whose velvet...lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah ! nevermore ! IS. Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 pagini
...bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet...the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 pagini
...core ; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet...the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Kespite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories... | |
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