 And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "* Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door,...  Little Classics - Сторінка 146редактори - 1875Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1845 - 778 стор.
...rare and radiant maiden whom the angers name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And !he »ilken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled...with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that DOW, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeatin! " Ti> wo* visiter entreat i ng entrance at... | |
 | 1848 - 780 стор.
...A death was never more poetically told than in the italicised words. The " tapping" is renewed — "And the silken, sad, uncertain, rustling of each...Thrilled me, filled me, with fantastic terrors never fell before, So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating ' "l'ii some visiler... | |
 | 1845 - 688 стор.
...Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple...still the beating of my heart, I. stood repeating " 'Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visiter entreating entrance... | |
 | 1845 - 732 стор.
...radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad unceitain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled...to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating " 'Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visiter entreating entrance... | |
 | 1847 - 434 стор.
...angels name Lencre — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each pnrpte curtain Thrilled, me — filled me with fantastic...to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating " 'Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visiter entreating entrance... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 стор.
...Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here forevermore. 3. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple...to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating " "I is some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visiter entreating entrance... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 стор.
...Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple...to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | 1852 - 620 стор.
...— For the rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels call Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. " And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, ' 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 стор.
...me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt And the siIken.sad uncertain rustling of each purple before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door— Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 стор.
...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. m. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visiter entreating entrance... | |
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