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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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Choice Poems and Lyrics

Choice poems - 1862 - 317 pages
...whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! xIV. Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...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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A compendium of American literature, arranged by C.D. Cleveland. Stereotyped ed

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862
...violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, mcthought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer...tufted floor, " Wretch!" I cried, "thy god hath lent thee — by these angels he halli sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore...
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A Compendium of English Literature: Chronologically Arranged, from Sir John ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 776 pages
...But whoso velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor, " Wretch!" I ericd, "thy god hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe...
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Select readings from the poets and prose writers of every country, ed. by J ...

James Fleming - 1863 - 352 pages
...o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore. Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he bath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore...
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The Sixth Reader: Consisting of Extracts in Prose and Verse, with ...

George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 436 pages
...But whose relvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thce Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Leuore!...
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The Fifth Reader of the School and Family Series

Marcius Willson - 1863 - 538 pages
...whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press, ah ! nevermore. 14. Than, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen...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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The National Fifth Reader: Containing a Treatise on Elocution, Exercises in ...

Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1863 - 600 pages
...whose velvet violet lining, with the lamp-light gloating oV She shall press — ah ! nevermore! XIV. Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from...tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy G6d hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe1 from thy...
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The Sixth Reader: Consisting of Extracts in Prose and Verse, with ...

George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 436 pages
...now burned into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining • Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wreteh," I cricd, "thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite...
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The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader, Volume 6

James Stuart Laurie - 1863
...o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more. Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim, whose foot-lalls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch ! " I cried, " thy god hath lent thee—by these angels...
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Four American poems

Edgar Allan Poe - 1864 - 51 pages
...^in unb tyr — 2ltb in btefen ©ammetfiffen, Ueberftrabjt »om Щи ^е^r, fi t jefct nimmerme^r! Then methought the air grew denser, Perfumed from...tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee— By these angels he hath sent thee Eespite — respite and nepenthe From thy memories of Lenore...
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