 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
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1863 - 314 стор.
...nothing more.' 2. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating: ' 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamberdoor— Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1863 - 328 стор.
...here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain ThrilFd me—fill'd me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door— Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | James Fleming - 1863 - 404 стор.
...here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrill'd me — fill'd me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1863 - 614 стор.
...forcvemiorc. in. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain, Thrill'd me— filPd me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door, — Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | 1864 - 428 стор.
...LENORE — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name L EN ORE — 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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Carl Theodor Eben - 1864 - 62 стор.
...the silken sad uncertain Eustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic /3 Terrors never felt before ; So that now, to still the beating } ' Of my heart, I stood repeating, « ' " 'Tis some visiter entreating Entrance at my chamber door — Some late visiter entreating Entrance... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 стор.
...Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Leiiore — 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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - 238 стор.
...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. In. 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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1865 - 220 стор.
...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. HI. 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... | |
 | 1865 - 564 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...; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I strod repeating, " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating... | |
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