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" 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 lamp-light gloated o'er, But... "
A Study in Southern Poetry: For Use in Schools, Colleges and the Library - Seite 66
von Henry Jerome Stockard - 1911 - 346 Seiten
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song: Selected from English and American ...

Charlotte Fiske Bates Rogé - 1832 - 882 Seiten
...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 lamp-light...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...
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The Southern literary messenger, Band 11

1845
...eyes now burned into my boaom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining, that the lamplight...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...
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The Southern literary messenger, Band 14

1848
...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...
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The American Whig Review, Band 1

1845
...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...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...
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The American Whig Review, Band 1

1845
...lamplight gloated o'er, But M-tvo"o volvot vinlpf lining with iho bHtlpligllt jçtoatillg О'бГ, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought,...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...
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The Literary Emporium, Bände 1-2

1847
...with my head at ease reclining On .the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, Bat whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er. She shall press, ah, nevermore I Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by angels whose faint...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 Seiten
...Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is On the Night's Plutonian shore !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.' " " Then, methought, the air 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...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Band 5,Teil 1

1855
...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 violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, Ske shall press, sh, never more I Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Band 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852
...eyes now turned into my bosom's core ; This, and more, I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining & Z ] d ̶ H3 3 ә | D aw " ~ q 5 'Wretch!' I cried, ' thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite...
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National Series of Selections for Reading; Adapted to the Standing ..., Band 4

Richard Green Parker - 1852
...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...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...
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