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" Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis... "
Cyclopaedia of American Literature: Embracing Personal and Critical Notices ... - Page 526
by Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1855
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The Southern literary messenger, Volume 11

1845 - 778 pages
...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came i tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at..."tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing rooit." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 1

1845 - 732 pages
...weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly " 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah,...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 pages
...weary, Over many a quaint and curioua Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' "...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 pages
...weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' "...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 27

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 pages
...Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly never epring A babe to honor her ! If she must teem, Create her child of spleen — ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.'...
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The North British review

1852 - 620 pages
...Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — 1 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.'...
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National Series of Selections for Reading; Adapted to the Standing ..., Volume 4

Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 pages
...Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." 2....
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 pages
...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there canie a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door ; " Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah...
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The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: Poems and tales

Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 pages
...Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I^odded, nearly napping, suddenly there ^came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah,...
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The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe with a notice by J. Hannay

Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 pages
...Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." B n....
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