| Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...mother I knew By that infinity with which my wife Was dearer to my soul than its soullife. THE RAVElf. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah. distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate... | |
| American literature - 1847 - 434 pages
...purest, the highest character, even to the present age in which we live. THE RAVEN. BY EDGAR A. POE. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...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 - American literature - 1850 - 384 pages
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Onee upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and...visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza closes with one of the finest touches of poetical... | |
| Thomas Powell - American literature - 1850 - 380 pages
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Pis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamher door — Only this, and nothing more.' "... | |
| Thomas Powell - American literature - 1850 - 382 pages
...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,...visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza closes with one of the finest touches of poetical... | |
| John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - American periodicals - 1852 - 610 pages
...thank us for adorning our pages with this piece, which is called " The Raven," in its integrity. " ther manifold virtues. " Thus as he was refined and made nearer into the image of God, — Only this, and nothing more.' " Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each... | |
| Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 pages
...to Hope ! — " to old England and young America ! " LESSON CLXXIV. The Raven. — EDGAE A. POE 1. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...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.... | |
| 1852 - 620 pages
...thank us for adorning our pages with this piece, which is called " The Kaven," in its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...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.'... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1852 - 588 pages
...ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. THE RAVEN. J Oxer upon a midnight dreary, M hile I jwnder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume...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,... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 pages
...coffee, I shall just step over to Ponnouner's and get embalmed for a couple of hundred years. POEMS. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there canie a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door ; " Tis some visitor," I... | |
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