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" Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some... "
The Living Authors of America: 1st ser - ²Ä 128 ­¶
Thomas Powell µÛ - 1850 - 365 ­¶
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Calcutta Review, ²Ä 72-73 ¨÷

1881 - 982 ­¶
...orderly manner or measured arrangement,, IV Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten loreWhile I nodded nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one quaintly rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. 'Tia some visitor, I muttered, Tapping at my chamber...
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The American Whig Review, ²Ä 1 ¨÷

1845 - 732 ­¶
...could wish the capacities of our noble languge, in prosody, were better understood.¡XED. AM. REV.] Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at...
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The Literary Emporium, ²Ä 1-2 ¨÷

1847 - 434 ­¶
...them¡Xthe city of Shushan was rejoiced¡Xthe Lord had again saved his people. THE RAVEN. BY EDGAR A. POE. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door¡X Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1851 - 600 ­¶
...ethereal dances, By what eternal streams. THE RAVEN. О^ск upon a midnight dreary, While I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume...Rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, " Tapping at my chamber door¡X Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I rememlKT,...
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The American Magazine, ²Ä 1 ¨÷

1851 - 334 ­¶
...fear¡X A smile¡Xa tear¡X And itll is o'er below 1 THE KA VEN. ВТ EDGAR A. POE. ONCE upon amiduigh t dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many...nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, Аз of some one gently rapping, rappiug at my chamber door, ' ' 'Tie some visitor, " I muttered, v...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, ²Ä 27 ¨÷

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 ­¶
...thank us for adorning our pages with this piece, which is called " The Raven," in its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...at my chamber door¡X Only this, and nothing more.' " Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its...
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 ­¶
...I shall just step over to Ponnonner's and get embalmed for a couple of hundred years. POEMS. £ál)t ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...at my chamber door¡X Only this and nothing more." Ah! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost...
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The String of Diamonds: Gathered from Many Mines

Gem fancier - 1852 - 256 ­¶
...years of higher hope, have flown away: O! with the colors of a softer clime THE RAVEN. EDOAR A. FOE. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber doorOnly this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly...
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour: And Poems

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 ­¶
...rapping, rapping at my chamber door; While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door¡X Only this and nothing more." Ah! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost...
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The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe with a notice by J. Hannay

Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 ­¶
...excited, with an eye to the paltry compensations, or the more paltry commendations, of mankind. THE RAVEN. ONCE ' upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door¡X Only this, and nothing more." B /• r * r II....
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