| Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 pages
...excited, with an eye to the paltry compensations, or the more paltry commendations, of mankind. EAP THE RAVEN. ONCE 'upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered,...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." B n. Ah, distinctly... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - American literature - 1853 - 522 pages
...weepe and puling crye, Our business is like men to fight, And hero-like to die 1 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. THE RAVEN. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered^...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I^odded, nearly napping, suddenly there ^came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at... | |
| 1854 - 80 pages
...reiфer beé £erjetrô SBere^rung, ïbeurer bem £errn ifi ber 2trmeu ©ebet. JU ir t tt. EA POE. 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... | |
| 1854 - 562 pages
...the •" Haunted House," and that, to Edgar Allan Poe and "The Raven ;" so • repeating to myself, " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door." I refilled my pipe, and cast an uneasy glance around, expecting to see the " ghastly, grim, and ancient... | |
| Ludwig Herrig - American literature - 1854 - 580 pages
...bliss? EDGAR ALLAN POE. Born 1811. Died 1849. THE RAVEN. OXCE npon a roidnight dreary, While I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume...gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. „Tis some visiter," I mutter'd, ,,Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly... | |
| Richard Wright Procter - Poetry - 1855 - 490 pages
...JANUARY 1811, DIED AT THE SAME PLACE, OCTORER 7, 1849. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I ponder' d, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...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,... | |
| John Pierpont - 1855 - 530 pages
...of thee, Than sully even chains by a struggle like this. LESSON CLXXII. The Haven. — EDGAR A. POE. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapAs of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber-door. '"Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping... | |
| Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - American literature - 1855 - 474 pages
...From pi ¡ef and groan, to a golden ihrone, beside the King of Heaven." тле ЖАТКИ. Once u] ion a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,...of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, tuJdenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "Tia some... | |
| Joseph Gostwick - American literature - 1856 - 338 pages
...it must be once more quoted, as it is, without doubt, the best specimen of Poe's lyrical power :— THE RAVEN. ' Once upon a midnight dreary, while I...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber-door ; " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing... | |
| Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - 338 pages
...an iron chain ; It maketh even the little child with heavy sighs complain. THE KAVEN. BY EDQAR POE. 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 chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah,... | |
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