| 1858 - 602 Seiten
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| Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 Seiten
...a minute stopped or stayed he; Hut, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber doorPerched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door —...said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim and ancient Haven, wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian... | |
| 1845 - 778 Seiten
...saintly days of yore ; Sot Ike least obeisance made he ; not an instant stopped or niyed be ; Bat, wjth mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door...this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, Bj the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, ''Thoojh thy crest be shorn and shaven,... | |
| 1848 - 780 Seiten
...bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. "Then this ebon bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave...'art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering, from the nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'... | |
| 1845 - 648 Seiten
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| 1845 - 688 Seiten
...of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he ; not an instant stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber...art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutoman shore... | |
| 1845 - 732 Seiten
...of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he ; not an instant stopped or stayed he ; E l Jn u i o L p? l !z } ? i {v 7 2 6 ; ׳n h ~ v V ۡ ) ) 0 H 98 : Z.%k A $K P d 7` 9 =R j #'NJ -u I wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1884 - 44 Seiten
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| 1847 - 434 Seiten
...the saintly days of yore ; Not the least obeisance made he ; not an instant stopped or stayed he ; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber...art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore... | |
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