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OH ! 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 ! IV . 1 FROM my books surcease of sorrow ,.
OH ! 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 ! IV . 1 FROM my books surcease of sorrow ,.
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Pepys's Ghost . His adventures in the Spanish War . By Edwin EMERSON , JR . In boards , 154 pages . 75 cents . Twentieth Century Expense Book . For family use . By Mary A. Dewson . In cloth , 104 pages . 50 cents . French Portraits .
Pepys's Ghost . His adventures in the Spanish War . By Edwin EMERSON , JR . In boards , 154 pages . 75 cents . Twentieth Century Expense Book . For family use . By Mary A. Dewson . In cloth , 104 pages . 50 cents . French Portraits .
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Pepys's Ghost . His adventures in the Spanish War . By Edwin EMERSON , Jr. In boards , 154 pages . 75 cents , Twentieth Century Expense Book . For family use . By Mary A. Dewson . In cloth , 104 pages . 50 cents . French Portraits .
Pepys's Ghost . His adventures in the Spanish War . By Edwin EMERSON , Jr. In boards , 154 pages . 75 cents , Twentieth Century Expense Book . For family use . By Mary A. Dewson . In cloth , 104 pages . 50 cents . French Portraits .
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Pepys's Ghost . His adventures in the Spanish War . By EDWIN EMERSON , Jr. In boards , 154 pages . 75 cents . Twentieth Century Expense Book . For family use . By Mary A. Dewson . In cloth , 104 pages . 50 cents . French Portraits .
Pepys's Ghost . His adventures in the Spanish War . By EDWIN EMERSON , Jr. In boards , 154 pages . 75 cents . Twentieth Century Expense Book . For family use . By Mary A. Dewson . In cloth , 104 pages . 50 cents . French Portraits .
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Pepys's Ghost. His adventures in the Spanish War. By Edwin Emerson, Jr. In boards, 154 pages. 75 cents. Twentieth Century Expense Book. For family use. By Mary A. Dawson. In cloth, 104 pages. 50 cents. French Portraits.
Pepys's Ghost. His adventures in the Spanish War. By Edwin Emerson, Jr. In boards, 154 pages. 75 cents. Twentieth Century Expense Book. For family use. By Mary A. Dawson. In cloth, 104 pages. 50 cents. French Portraits.
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User Review - AngelaJMaher - LibraryThingThe Raven is a legendary poem, but within the other poems included are more words that will ring with great familiarity. Beautifully flowing poetry from an iconic author. Read full review
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User Review - jenn88 - LibraryThingThe way the poem flows is beautiful. It makes you want to keep reading. And the illustrations are gorgeous. A dark poem about a man who has lost his love, Lenore. He hears someone knocking at his ... Read full review
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50 cents 75 cents 96 pages adventures angels name Lenore BADGER BARRY Beautiful Alien beguiling BEQUEST OF EVERT bird of yore Boards BOSTON bust of Pallas chamber door Clasp cloth covers darkness Decorative Ditties drawings dreaming EDGAR ALLAN POE edition EVERT JANSEN WENDELL eyes Facts fancy Finely illustrated Flexible leather covers floor flown flutter FOLLOWED Fowl Ghost GRACE grew HARVARD COLLEGE LIBRARY hath heart Home hope implore JANSEN WENDELL CLASS John lamplight gloated o’er LEAVE lies floating lifted lining lost Lenore MASTERS morrow muttered napping nepenthe never Nevermore night's Plutonian shore ominous bird Perched Poems PROPHET Quaff Quoth the raven rapping REED RESPITE Return RICHARD G sent shadow That lies sitting smiling Song soul spoken stood story stream sure Take thy tapping Tell thee thing Thinking Throws his shadow token truly unbroken VANCE velvet Wheel whispered YORK young
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Page iii - And the silken, sad, 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, I stood repeating, "* Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.
Page xi - Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he ; not...
Page xxxi - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked, upstarting 'Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Page xxxiii - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted— nevermore!
Page xxv - Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch...
Page xiii - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim, and ancient Raven wandering from the nightly shore : Tell me what thy lordly name is on the night's Plutonian shore!
Page xvii - But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered Till I scarcely more than muttered, 'Other friends have flown before On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.
Page xxi - But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore.
Page vii - or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door; Darkness there and nothing more.
Bibliographic information
| Title | The Raven |
| Author | Edgar Allan Poe |
| Publisher | R.G. Badger & Company, 1898 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 26 Sep 2005 |
| Length | 40 pages |
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