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" 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... "
The Raven - Page xxxv
by Edgar Allan Poe - 1898 - 36 pages
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door! " Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...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...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volume 14

1848 - 780 pages
...thy beak from out my heart, and lake thy form from off my door!' Quoth the raven, 'Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door ; Ami his eyes have all the seeming of ยป demon's that is dreaming. And the lamp-light o'er him...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volume 11

1845 - 778 pages
...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door !" Quoth the raven, "Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas jiut alrcve my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 1

Periodicals - 1845 - 688 pages
...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor ; And my soul from out that shadow...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 1

Periodicals - 1845 - 732 pages
...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And , and immersed And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - American literature - 1850 - 384 pages
...thy beak from out my heart, and Take thy form from off my door !' Quoth the raven ' Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still...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...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5, Part 1

Ireland - 1855 - 724 pages
...beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! ' Quoth the Raveu, ' Never more.' And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...pallid bust of Pallas, just above my chamber -door, And bis eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming,...
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 pages
...beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, " Never more." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...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...
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The North British review

1852 - 620 pages
...beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door !' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore !' " And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...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...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1852 - 588 pages
...from off my door!" Quoth the raven " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, Still is sittincr. still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas Just...have all the seeming Of a demon that is dreaming. And the lajnplight o'er him streaming Throws his shadow on the floor ; And my soul from out that shadow...
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