 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 str.
...mother I knew By that infinity with which my wife Was dearer to my soul than its soullife. THE RAVElf. 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... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 str.
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Pis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamher door — Only this, and nothing... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 str.
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Onee upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and...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... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 str.
...and to Hope ! — " to old England and young America ! " LESSON CLXXIV. The Raven. — EDGAE A. POE 1. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered,...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing... | |
 | 1852 - 620 str.
...thank us for adorning our pages with this piece, which is called " The Kaven," in its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — 1 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 str.
...thank us for adorning our pages with this piece, which is called " The Raven," in its integrity. " 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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 str.
...coffee, I shall just step over to Ponnouner's and get embalmed for a couple of hundred years. POEMS. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...— 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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 str.
...with an eye to the paltry compensations, or the more paltry commendations, of mankind. EAP THE RAVEN. ONCE 'upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 str.
...life of tbis unfortunate and unhappy author. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I ponder'd weak and While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came...at my chamberdoor — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its... | |
 | 1854 - 80 str.
...reiфer beé £erjetrô SBere^rung, ïbeurer bem £errn ifi ber 2trmeu ©ebet. JU ir t tt. EA POE. 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... | |
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis... 
