 | 1852 - 620 pages
...chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. " Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, ' Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thour' I said, ' art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim, and ancient Raven, wandering from the nightly shore,... | |
 | 1853 - 848 pages
...wasted life which conscience summons up before him. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance...on the night's Plutonian shore ?" Quoth the Raven : " Never more." But the Raven sitting lonely on that placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pages
...this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenanee it wore. " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,"...Plutonian shore ! " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." Much I marvell'd this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning, little... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 pages
...follow, the design is more obviously carried out: — Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance...grim and ancient Raven wandering from the nightly shoreTell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore V Quoth the Raven " Nevermore."... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 pages
...door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. VIII. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance...said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim, and ancient Eaven, wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian... | |
 | 1854 - 80 pages
...£lжr gefteííet ^er — рф unb gar %'фгё mehr. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance...its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore ; For we cannot help agreeing, that no living human being Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above... | |
 | Ludwig Herrig - 1854 - 580 pages
...chamber door — Perch'd, and sät, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum Of the countenance...and ancient raven, Wandering from the Nightly shore — Teil me what thy lordly name is On the Night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the raven „Nevermore."... | |
 | 1854 - 380 pages
...chamber door — Perch'd, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum Of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, Though," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven, Wandering from the Nightly shore... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1855 - 530 pages
...chamber-door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance...shore ! " Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." ' Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little... | |
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Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient... 
