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" 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: with literary and historical commentary - Page 17
by Edgar Allan Poe - 1885 - 122 pages
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...tapping at my chamber door — 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. Easerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From iny books surrease of sorrow —...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 1

Periodicals - 1845 - 732 pages
...at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 1

Periodicals - 1845 - 688 pages
...at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its...floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and...
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The Literary Emporium, Volumes 1-2

American literature - 1847 - 434 pages
...at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its...floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 5; Volume 11

Periodicals - 1850 - 766 pages
...outspread," &c., is one of Poe's obvious peculiarities. It occurs in every stanza of the Raven, &c. " Eagerly I wished the morrow ;—vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angele name Lenore."...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 5; Volume 11

Periodicals - 1850 - 762 pages
...outspread," &a, is one of Poe 's obvious peculiarities. It occurs in every stanza of the Raven, &c. " Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my hooks surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the...
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 pages
...at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its...angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic...
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National Series of Selections for Reading; Adapted to the Standing ..., Volume 4

Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 pages
...my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." 2. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its...maiden whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here forevermore. 3. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain, Thrilled me — filled...
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour: And Poems

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 pages
..."tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more." Ah! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its...vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—...
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The North British review

1852 - 620 pages
...my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' " Ah. distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its...upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the...
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