...illusions of our imagination. Yet we love, and admire, and reverence nature for all that. I read aloud — Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...one gently rapping — rapping at my chamber door. Here I paused to listen, for I thought I also heard a tapping. Smiling at the strength of my own fancy,...

...name is chiefly famous from his poem " The Raven," an original and striking piece. FROM "THE RAVEN." ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamberdoor; " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamberdoor — Only this, and nothing...

...in the " North American Review," October, THE RAVEN.1 Once upon a midnight dreary, while I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber-door ; " 'Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, "tapping at my chamber-door, — Only this, and nothing...

...winds come when forests are rénded ; Come as th< waves come when navies are stranded." — Scott. "O'nce upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at...

..."North American Revicw," October, 1Sa6. THE HAVEN.1 Once upon a midnight dreary, white I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...forgotten lore, — While I nodded, nearly napping, snddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber-door ; " 'Tis some...

...icatera lie !—Ui TENTH MISCELLANEOUS DIVISION. \ LESSON" I.— THE EAVEN. EDGAR A. FOB. 1 . OSCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curions volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,...

...natural affection, or the sense of duty; and these defects of character are perceptible in his writings.] ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis iome visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly...

...affection, or the sense of duty; and these defects of character are pereeptible in li>0 writings.] ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." .Ah,...

...give a light, A little before it is day : So God bless you all, both great and small, THE KAVEN. 1. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamberdoor. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamberdoor— Only this, and nothing...

...and blossom in the dust. THE RAVEN. Herbert. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I ponder'd, weak and Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber weary, door— Only this, and nothing more." Ah! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...