 ... 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 lamplight gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining With the lamplight...  A Century of American Literature, 1776-1876 - Seite 260herausgegeben von - 1878 - 407 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 Seiten
...But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er Slie shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, O quaff, this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quoth the Raven : " Never more ! " " Prophet... | |
 | John Dudley Philbrick - 1870 - 636 Seiten
...! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch,"...and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, O quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore I " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." " Prophet,"... | |
 | Glasgow Academical Club - 1870 - 138 Seiten
...melodious, and they harmonise with the ideas which they represent. Thus, in the lines from " The Raven," — "Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from...Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor: " we feel the harmony between the gently swinging censer, with its rolling clouds of incense, and the... | |
 | Alexander Kennedy Isbister - 1870 - 420 Seiten
...But whose velvet violet lining, with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from...by seraphim, whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted He hath sent thee Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of floor. 'Wretch,' I cried, ' thy... | |
 | Josiah Rhinehart Sypher - 1870 - 396 Seiten
...But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er — She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose faint footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee — by these... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1871 - 422 Seiten
...o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore I Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore."... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 Seiten
...whose velvet violet lining, with the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press — ah ! nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from...whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," 1 cried, "thy God hath lent thee,— by these angels he hath sent thee Respite, — respite and nepenthe... | |
 | 1871 - 476 Seiten
...whose velvet violet lining, which the lamp-light gloated o'er, She shall press — ah I 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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1871 - 200 Seiten
...saintly day* of yore. Jons TENSIEL " Wretch," I cried, " thy CJod hath lent thce — by these aneels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! " JOHN TENMEL And the Raven, never ili;i in-. still Is slttlns, still la sitting On the pallid bust... | |
 | Ephraim Hunt - 1872 - 658 Seiten
...Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, '• Doubtless," said I, " what it ntters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy...nepenthe — from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh 1 quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore ! " " Prophet... | |
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