 | 1845 - 732 стор.
...upstarting— " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave...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... | |
 | 1847 - 434 стор.
...upstarting— "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1848 - 584 стор.
...upstarting— " Get thee back into the tempest And the Night's 1'lnlunian shore! Leave no black plume as a token Of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave...thy beak from out my heart, And take thy form from ofl* my door!" Quoth the raven " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, «till... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 386 стор.
...upstarting— Get thee back into the tempest And the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token Of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave...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... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 стор.
...upstarting— Get thee back into the tempest And the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token Of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave...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... | |
 | 1851 - 702 стор.
...tempest, and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token ofthat lie thy soul bath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken !—quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heiirt, and take thy form from off my doorJ" Quoth the Raven, " .Never more." In those elegant stanzas,... | |
 | 1851 - 334 стор.
...ofthat lie thy soul hath spoken ! Ixjavc my loneliness unbroken !—quit the bust above my door Î 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... | |
 | Gem fancier - 1852 - 256 стор.
...upstarting— " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " TO A LADY SINGING. 153 And the Eaven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 стор.
...upstarting, ' Get thee back into the tempest and the night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave...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... | |
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