 Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow...  The Raven - Page viiby Edgar Allan Poe, Gustave Doré - 1996 - 53 pagesLimited preview - About this book
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...upon the floor. Easerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From iny books surrease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the...whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for ever more. And the silken, sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — tilled me... | |
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...there ^came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only...uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me-/-filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that now, to still the beating of my heart,... | |
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