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" Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. 'Wretch... "
New National Fifth Reader - Page 456
by Charles Joseph Barnes, J. Marshall Hawkes - 1884 - 480 pages
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The Giant Book of Poetry

William Roetzheim - 2006 - 748 pages
...nevermore! Then, me thought, 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 — by these angels he hath sent thee respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore;...
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Edgar Allen Poe - "The Philosophy of Composition"

Babette Lippmann - 2007 - 72 pages
...lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! 14 Swung by Angels whose faint foot- falls tinkled on the 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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