 | 1854 - 80 pàgines
...Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! Quoth the Eaven, " Nevermore ! " And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp right o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor ; And my soul from out that shadow that... | |
 | 1854 - 380 pàgines
...Take thy beak from out my heart, And take thy form from off my door ! Quoth the raven " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still...chamber door , And his eyes have all the seeming Of a demon that is dreaming And the lamplight o'er him streaming Throws his shadow on the floor ; And my... | |
 | Ludwig Herrig - 1854 - 580 pàgines
...Take thy beak from out my heart, And take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the raven „Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still...pallid bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door; And bis eyes have all ihe seeming üf a demon that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him Streaming Throws... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1854 - 608 pàgines
...flirting, Still is sitting, still i- Bitting, On the pallid bust of Pallas, Jnst above my crmmber-donr ; And his eyes have all the seeming Of a demon's that...is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming Tiirows his shadow on the floor ; And my sou I from nut that shadow That lioS floating on the floor,... | |
 | 1855 - 1416 pàgines
...And the Haven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting. On the pallid bust of Pa 11 us, just above my chamber -door, And his eyes have all...that lies floating on the floor. Shall be lifted, Never more." But it is not alone the subjectivity which we observe in these stanzas ; the almost miraculous... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1855 - 474 pàgines
...beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door 1" Q'iioth the raven, "Nevermore." And tue raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is...dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws hit shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that elm low that lies floating o» Urn floor Shall be... | |
 | 1854 - 748 pàgines
...of a verse into lines of its real measure. And the Raven, never flitting, Still is sitting—still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas, Just above...lamplight o'er him streaming Throws his shadow on the Hoor ; And my soul from out tliat shadow That lies Hitting on the floor, Shall be lifted nevermore.... | |
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - 490 pàgines
...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off iny door !" Quoth the Raven, " Never more." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the 1amp-light o er him streaming, throws his shadow on the floor ; And my soul from out that, shadow that... | |
 | 1855 - 1428 pàgines
...flitting, still Is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid bust of Pallas, just above my chamber-door. And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that...his shadow on the floor ; And my soul from out that suadow that lies floating on the floor, Shall be lifted, Never more," But it is not alone the subjectivity... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 pàgines
...Take thy beak from out my heart, And take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the raven " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still...chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming Of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming Throws his shadow on the floor; And my... | |
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And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the... 
