 | 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...on the Night's Plutonian shore! " Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little... | |
 | 1845 - 732 стор.
...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...on the Night's Plutonian shore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." Much 1 marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little... | |
 | 1845 - 688 стор.
...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...— 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... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 стор.
...is here made apparent : ; " Then this ebony bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum Of the countenance it wore, ' Though...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... | |
 | 1850 - 766 стор.
...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...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... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 стор.
...is here made apparent : . " Then this ebony bird beguiling My sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum Of the countenance it wore, ' Though...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.'... | |
 | 1850 - 762 стор.
...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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 стор.
...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...on the night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 стор.
...and sat, and nothing more. " Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave Li L ۊ Z 0l +<H 7 9 ^N ͒TA T[*@؏ n jح ]%|<U! R ...pm $ > Q U U6 / `M N8 Ji - 8 >F! ' Nevermore.' " Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 стор.
...and nothing more. 8. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and slern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest...on the night's Plutonian shore ? " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." 9. Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer... | |
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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 Raven wandering from the Nightly... 
