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" And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door... "
Selection from the Southern Poets, Selected and Ed. by William Lander Weber - Seite 19
herausgegeben von - 1901 - 221 Seiten
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The Southern literary messenger, Band 11

1845 - 778 Seiten
...of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form...sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas jiut alrcve my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the...
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The Southern literary messenger, Band 14

1848 - 780 Seiten
...my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and lake thy form from off my door!' Quoth the raven, 'Nevermore.'...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door ; Ami his eyes have all the seeming of » demon's that is dreaming. And the lamp-light o'er him...
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The American Whig Review, Band 1

1845 - 732 Seiten
...of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form...chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my...
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The American Whig Review, Band 1

1845 - 688 Seiten
...of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form...chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor ; And...
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The Literary Emporium, Bände 1-2

1847 - 434 Seiten
...of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door I Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form...chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Band 5,Teil 1

1855 - 724 Seiten
...token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! ' Quoth the Raveu, ' Never more.' And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid...
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The United States Democratic Review, Band 28

1851 - 608 Seiten
...of parting," &c. ; also, the cooling down, when there is more thought, and less violent passion, " Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door." The management of the situation and objects of this poem is quite in Poe's vein, and is consequently...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 Seiten
...token Of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken! — Quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart. And take thy form...Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, Still is sittincr. still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door ; And his eyes have...
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National Series of Selections for Reading; Adapted to the Standing ..., Band 4

Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 Seiten
...alleviates pain and exhilarates. 'Leave thy loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form...from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." 17. And the Raven,' never flitting, stUl is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas,...
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 Seiten
...of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, " Never more." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting. On the pallid bust...
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