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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... "
Literary Masterpieces: Franklin: Irving: Bryant: Webster: Everett ... - Сторінка 350
1904 - 433 стор.
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 стор.
...thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim and ancient Haven, wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me what...its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above...
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The Southern literary messenger, Том 11

1845 - 778 стор.
...»h»t thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian •hotel" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." Much 1 marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so...its answer little meaning— little relevancy bore ; tot me canaot help agreeing that no living human being Ewryet was blessed with seeing bird above...
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The American Whig Review, Том 1

1845 - 732 стор.
...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...Plutonian shore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." Much 1 marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little...
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The American Whig Review, Том 1

1845 - 688 стор.
...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...— Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutoman shore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." Much 1 marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse...
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The Literary Emporium, Томи 1 – 2

1847 - 434 стор.
...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...its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore ; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 стор.
...the outer shape of verse is here made apparent : r " Then this ebony bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum Of the countenance...Plutonian shore !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.' " " Then, methought, the air grew denser, Perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 стор.
...the outer shape of verse is here made apparent : ; " Then this ebony bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum Of the countenance...thy lordly name is On the Night's Plutonian shore P Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.' " " Then, methought, the air grew denser, Perfumed from an unseen...
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The American Whig Review, Том 5;Том 11

1850 - 766 стор.
...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...ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore— Tell mo what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore !' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore.' " Perhaps...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 стор.
...the outer shape of verse is here made apparent : . " 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 !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.'...
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The American Whig Review, Том 5;Том 11

1850 - 762 стор.
...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 eharen, thou,' I paid, ' art sure no craven. Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly...
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