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New National Fifth Reader - Page 456
by Charles Joseph Barnes, J. Marshall Hawkes - 1884 - 480 pages
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 882 pages
...velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methonght, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer...tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volume 11

1845
...But whose velvet violet lining, with the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels, whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted flour. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 1

1845
...M-tvo"o volvot vinlpf lining with iho bHtlpligllt jçtoatillg О'бГ, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! p'q'r's' &O'8'9'k'y& $ $ angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 1

1845
...o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried," thy God hath lent thee...
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The Literary Emporium, Volumes 1-2

1847
...o'er, Bat whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er. She shall press, ah, nevermore I Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 pages
...Tell me what thy lordly name is On the Night's Plutonian shore P Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.' " " Then, methought, the air grew denser, Perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls Tinkled on the tufted floor. • Wretch,' I cried, ' thy God hath lent...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5, Part 1

1855
...But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, Ske shall press, sh, never more I Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...tufted floor. ' Wretch !,' I cried, ' thy God hath lent thee— by these ansels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore...
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National Series of Selections for Reading; Adapted to the Standing ..., Volume 4

Richard Green Parker - 1852
...whose velvet violet lining, with the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah ! nevermore ! IS. Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from...tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee, Eespite — respite and nepenthe* from thy memories of...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852
...But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! " sh Couch more magnificent. Thou shall lie down With...earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary f thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore...
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The North British review

1852
...But whose velvet viokt lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! " Then, methought the air grew denser, perfumed from...tufted floor. ' Wretch !' I cried, ' thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore...
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