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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... "
New National First[ -fifth] Reader - Page 454
by Charles Joseph Barnes, J. Marshall Hawkes - 1884
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The North British review

1852 - 620 pages
...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...upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the...
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National Series of Selections for Reading; Adapted to the Standing ..., Volume 4

Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 pages
...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. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its...
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The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: Poems and tales

Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 pages
...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...vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore...
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Volume 1

Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pages
...rapping, rapping at my chamber-door. " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamberdoor — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember,...ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wish'd the morrow, — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for...
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The Dublin University Magazine, Volume 42

1853 - 774 pages
...cemetery. Take, for instance, the second stanza of Foe's most celebrated poem, " The Raven" : — " Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...upon the floor, Eagerly I wished the morrow : vainly 1 had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare...
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The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe with a notice by J. Hannay

Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 pages
...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. Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought...
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Zehn schottische Lieder verdentscht von W.B. Macdonald. Schott. und ..., Page 69

1854 - 80 pages
...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...vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore...
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The New York Journal: An Illustrated Literary Periodical, Volume 3

1854 - 380 pages
...napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, Bapping at my chamber door. " Tie some visitor," I mnttcr'd, " Tapping at my chamber door— .Only this, and nothing...December, And each separate dying ember Wrought its ghoet upon the floor. Eagerly 1 wish'd the morrow ; Vainly 1 had tried to borrow From my books surcease...
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Handbuch der nordamericanischen National-Literatur: Sammlung von ...

Ludwig Herrig - 1854 - 580 pages
...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. „Tis some visiter," I mutter'd, ,,Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, Tt was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember Wronght its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly...
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The American First-class Book, Or Exercises in Reading and Recitation ...

John Pierpont - 1855 - 530 pages
...rapping, rapping at my chamber-door. '"Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamberdoor — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember,...floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow: — vainly I had tried to borrow, From my books, surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare...
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