 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 200 pages
...or fiend ! " I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from oil' my door ! Quoth the Haven, " Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1866 - 526 pages
...fiend! " I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore 1 Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul...loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door 1 Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore."... | |
 | 1866 - 850 pages
...poem, despite all our attempts at self-justification, it casts its shadow on the soul, and we cry, " Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off iny door" in vain. We should like to cast it from \is and banish it into oblivion, but like the sword... | |
 | 1866 - 522 pages
...bird or fiend !" I sliri upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plut shore I Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spi Leave my loneliness unbroken! — quit the bust above my < Take thy beak from out my heart, and... | |
 | Robert Armstrong (master of Madras coll) - 1866 - 142 pages
...Leave no black plume as in token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken,—quit the bust above my door,— Take thy beak from out my heart, and thy form from off my door!" Quoth the Eaven : " Nevermore !" And the Eaven, never flitting, still is... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1862 - 610 pages
...or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting— '•' Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off... | |
 | 1867 - 788 pages
...spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken I — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out iny heart, and take thy form from off my door ! Quoth the Raven, "Never more!" And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1868 - 828 pages
...upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door, — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. The Raven. Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form...from off my door ! Quoth the Raven : " Nevermore." ibid. AH LAYARD. I have always believed that success would be the inevitable result if the two services,... | |
 | Warren P. Edgarton - 1868 - 522 pages
...or fiend !" I shrieked, upstarting, — " Get thee back into the tempest, and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Iieave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart,... | |
 | Charles A. Wiley - 1869 - 456 pages
...bird or fiend ! " I shrieked upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie...heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the raveu, " Nevermore ! " 18. And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the... | |
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Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend ! " I shrieked, upstarting. " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the... 
