 | Alexander Kennedy Isbister - 1870 - 420 pages
...each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor ; Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow...late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door ;— This it is, and nothing more.' Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, ' Sir,'... | |
 | Josiah Rhinehart Sypher - 1870 - 396 pages
...here forevermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before , So that...late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; This it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, And so faintly... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 pages
...here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that...repeating : " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door — Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door : This it is, and nothing... | |
 | Philip Lawrence - 1870 - 422 pages
...here forevermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain ThrilFd me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that...repeating, " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door — Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door: That it is, and nothing... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1870 - 416 pages
...Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating " 'Tis sjme visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating entrance at my... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1870 - 538 pages
...evermore. . _ . . And the silken, sad, uncertain . . . rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me, filled me with fantastic . . . terrors, never felt before ; So that now, to still the heating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'T is some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door,... | |
 | 1871 - 378 pages
...whom the angels name Lenore— And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrill'd me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before...late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door ;— This it is, and nothing more. Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, ' Sir,'... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1871 - 200 pages
...for evermore.. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that...late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door ; This it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger ; hesitating then no longer, " Sir,"... | |
 | Asahel Clark Kendrick - 1871 - 484 pages
...for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain, Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'T is some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, — Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | Noble Kibby Royse - 1872 - 376 pages
...for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that...late visitor, entreating entrance at my chamber door; This -it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, " Sir,"... | |
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Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more. 
