 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...  Little Masterpieces of English Poetry - Side 306redigert av - 1905Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - 490 sider
...rapping, rapping at my chamber door; "'Tis some visitor," I mutter' d, "tapping at my chamber door — Ah ! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 sider
...separate dying ernlxr Wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wieh'd the morrow ; Vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — Sorrow...— For the rare and radiant maiden Whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain Rustling of each purple... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1855 - 474 sider
..."Tia some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." All, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought it« ghokt upon (he floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books... | |
 | Joseph Gostwick - 1856 - 338 sider
...; " '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,...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain... | |
 | Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - 338 sider
...door. " "Pis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 456 sider
...door, '"Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, "tapping at my chamber door; Only this and nothing more." 2. Ah! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...ember wrought its ghost upon the floor; Eagerly I wish'd the morrow: vainly I had tried to borrow, From my books, +8urcease of sorrow—sorrow for the... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 332 sider
...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,...• For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 sider
...rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Ui, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...— for the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 642 sider
...rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly 1 had sought to borrow' From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the... | |
 | Lucius Osgood - 1858 - 494 sider
...«• "'Tis some visitor," I mutter' d, "rapping at my chamber-door: Only this, and nothing more." 2. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...ember wrought its ghost upon the floor ! Eagerly. I wish'd the morrow; vainly Lhad tried tor borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, — sorrow for the... | |
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