 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...  Lessons in Elocution ... - Page 187by A.A. Griffith - 1865 - 240 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...sure 1 heard you " — here I opened wide the door; — Darkness there and nothing more. Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing,...mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was'unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word... | |
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...and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, feaiicg. Doubling, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence wax unbroken, and the darkness gave no token. Aid tie only word there spoken was the whispered word,... | |
 | Literature - 1845 - 648 pages
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 | Periodicals - 1845 - 688 pages
...and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doiibting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before...gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, " Lenore !" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, " Lenore !" Merely... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1884 - 44 pages
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 | Periodicals - 1845 - 732 pages
...was sure 1 heard you" — here I opened wide the door ; — Darkness there, and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering,...Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream hefore ; But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, And the only word there spoken... | |
 | Thomas Powell - American literature - 1850 - 384 pages
...metic of the shape, it is one of those few productions which bear repetition without palling. " Deep into that darkness peering, Long I stood there, wondering,...gave no token, And the only word there spoken Was the whispered word ' Lenore !' This I whispered, and an echo Murmured hack the word ' Lenore !' Merely... | |
 | Thomas Powell - American literature - 1850 - 382 pages
...withmetic of the shape, it is one of those few productions which bear repetition without palling. " Deep Into that darkness peering, Long I stood there, wondering,...gave no token, And the only word there spoken Was the whispered word ' Lenore !' This I whispered, and an echo Murmured hack the word ' Lenore !' Merely... | |
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