 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 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...the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from nn unseen censer Swung by seraphim,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 Seiten
...But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...seraphim, whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch!" I cried, "thy god hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 Seiten
...eyes now Burn'd 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...velvet violet lining With the lamplight gloating o'er, 67ic shall press, ah, never more ! Then, metliought, the air grew denser, Perfum'd from an unseen censer,... | |
 | 1852 - 620 Seiten
...eyes now turned 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 whose velvet viokt lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! " Then, methought... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 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...Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Kespite — respite... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 Seiten
...eyes now burn 'd 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...Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch !" I cried, " thy God hath... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 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...lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! XIV. Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose... | |
 | 1853 - 774 Seiten
...says, in a poem of kindred beauty and power, " The Last Word* of Al-Hassan" : — " Then, mcthought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim, whose footfallt tiniled on the tufledjloor. ' Wretch,' I cried, ' thy God hath lent thee, by these angels... | |
 | 1854 - 80 Seiten
...more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp Hght gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining, with...Seraphim, whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch !" I cried, " thy God hath sent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee, Respite, respite... | |
 | 1854 - 380 Seiten
...into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining, With my head at ease reclining On the cushion'd velvet lining That the lamplight gloated o'er ; But...velvet violet lining With the lamplight gloating o'er, Ske shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, Perfum'd from an unseen censer.... | |
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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... 
