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" 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... "
Lessons in Elocution ... - Page 187
by A.A. Griffith - 1865 - 240 pages
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - American periodicals - 1852 - 610 pages
...perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bast of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched, lore — Let my heart be still a moment, and this...the wind, and nothing more.' " Open here I flung the marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning, little...
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 pages
...perched above my cliaraber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched and sat and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling...Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little...
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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
...Perch'd above my chamber door — Perch'd upon a bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door — Perch'd, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling...grim and ancient raven, Wandering from the Nightly shoreTell me what thy lordly name is On the Night's Plutonian shore !" Quoth the raven " Nevermore."...
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour: And Poems

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 pages
...above my chamber door—• Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door— . . Perched and sat and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling...shorn and shaven, thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastty, grim, and ancient Raven wandering from the nightly shore— Tell me what thy lordly name is...
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The North British review

1852 - 620 pages
...perched above my chamber door — Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. " Then this ebony bird...countenance it wore, ' Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thour' I said, ' art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim, and ancient Raven, wandering from the nightly shore,...
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National Series of Selections for Reading; Adapted to the Standing ..., Volume 4

Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 pages
...Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched and sat, and nothing more. 8. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and slern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "...
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Littell's Living Age, Volume 1; Volume 37

American periodicals - 1853 - 848 pages
...emblem of the dark shadow of hie own worse than wasted life which conscience summons up before him. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...on the night's Plutonian shore ?" Quoth the Raven : " Never more." But the Raven sitting lonely on that placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if...
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The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: Poems and tales

Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - American literature - 1853 - 522 pages
...above my chamber door. In the two stanzas which follow, the design is more obviously carried out: — Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling...grim and ancient Raven wandering from the nightly shoreTell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore V Quoth the Raven " Nevermore."...
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The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe with a notice by J. Hannay

Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 pages
...Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. VIII. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim, and ancient Eaven, wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian...
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Volume 1

Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pages
...perch'd above my chamberdoor — Perch'd upon a bust of Pallas,just above my chamber-door — Perch'd, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling...into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenanee it wore. " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly,...
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