...every blow ! — Let us DO or D1li! 119 THE RAVEN. (Aft) ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And...

...none surpasses "Aurora Leigh," a narrative poem in 9 books, published in 1856. m. 181. THE RAVEN. 1. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber-door. " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing...

...When morn unfolds the east, Ere I by change or coldness wring Thy fond confiding breast. THE RAVEN. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at rny chamber door. " 'Tis some visitor." I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this and...

...—I found the Weser rolling o'er me." POE. THE RAVEK ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...rapping at my chamber door; " "Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, " tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember...

...bier Of the dead cold year, And make her grave green with tear on tear. PB Shelley xcvn THE RA VEN Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping As of sortie one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "Tis some visitor,' I mutterM, 'tapping at my...

...melodiously the well-known monody :— " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and wwiry, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...lore. While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there canie a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "Tis some visitor,' I muttered,...

...I so cruelly betrayed." Then be began softly and melodiously the well-known monody : — "One* apon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curions volume of forgotten lore. While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there rame a tapping. As...

...come when forests are rended ; Come as the waves come when navies are stranded." — Scott. " O'nee upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and...some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing mdre.' " — EA Poe. From these lines it is easy to see, that in poetry...

...Dictionary, p;ige 1545. THE RAVEN. ED, R A. IV* I. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak ai-fl weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...tapping. As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber-door. " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber-door— Only this, and nothing...

...therefore, somehow at the center of this psalm. And should a Bible reader at some midnight dreary, pondering "weak and weary, over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore . . ."— should some such Bible reader ask whether the Lord might forget to feed those tiny birds,...