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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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Gems of Thought, and Flowers of Fancy

Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - 490 pages
...rapping, rapping at my chamber door; "'Tis some visitor," I mutter' d, "tapping at my chamber door — Ah ! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...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 the...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 pages
...rapping, Rapping at my chamber dour. " "i'is some visiter," I mutter'd, "' Tapping at my chamber iloor — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, It was in the bleak Deccml>er, And each separate dying ernlxr Wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wieh'd the morrow...
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Cyclopaedia of American Literature: Embracing Personal and ..., Volume 2, Part 2

Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1855 - 474 pages
...there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "Tia some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." All, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought it«...
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Hand-book of American literature, historical, biographical, and critical [by ...

Joseph Gostwick - 1856 - 338 pages
...rapping, rapping at my chamber-door ; " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember...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 book of recitations [ed.] by C.W. Smith

Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - 338 pages
...napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Pis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber...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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McGuffey's New Sixth Eclectic Reader: Exercises in Rhetorical Reading, with ...

William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 456 pages
...door, '"Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, "tapping at my chamber door; Only this and nothing more." 2. Ah! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...ember wrought its ghost upon the floor; Eagerly I wish'd the morrow: vainly I had tried to borrow, From my books, +8urcease of sorrow—sorrow for the...
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The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe: With Original Memoir

Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 332 pages
...nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping. As of some one gently rapping, rapping at rnj chamber door. " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "...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...
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 pages
...rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Ui, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,...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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Osgood's Progressive Fifth Reader: Embracing a System of Instruction in the ...

Lucius Osgood - 1858 - 494 pages
...«• "'Tis some visitor," I mutter' d, "rapping at my chamber-door: Only this, and nothing more." 2. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...ember wrought its ghost upon the floor ! Eagerly. I wish'd the morrow; vainly Lhad tried tor borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, — sorrow for the...
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The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe: With Original Memoir

Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 388 pages
...— Only this mtd nothing more.'' Ah. distinetly I remember it was in the bleak Deeember, And eaeh separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor....wished the morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow l'"t'om mv hooks sureease of sorrow — SOITOW for the lost Ltenore — For the rare and radiant maiden...
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