 And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow...  The Southern literary messenger - 第188页1845全本阅读 - 图书信息
 | 1845 - 688 页
...shrieked, upstarting — " Get thce back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken...sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the... | |
 | 1845 - 732 页
...shrieked, upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black 4 fh" i q u~ = ѕ\ A y 3 R L!j H just above my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the... | |
 | 1847 - 434 页
...of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door I Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form...sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 页
...shrieked, 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...sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming Of a demon's that is dreaming, And the... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 页
...shrieked, 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...sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming Of a demon's that is dreaming, And the... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Nathaniel Parker Willis, James Russell Lowell - 1850 - 642 页
...and the Night's Plutonian shore I Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken 1 Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above...from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door 1* Quoth the raven " Nevermore." Sixteenth — concerns the rhythm. Outis's is iambic — mine the... | |
 | 1855 - 724 页
...shrieked 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...heart, and take thy form from off my door ! ' Quoth the Raveu, ' Never more.' And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid... | |
 | 1851 - 702 页
...nnd radiant maiden, whom the апце!з name Lenore." Quoth the Raven, " Never more." Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken...! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak (rum out my heurt, and take thy form from off my doori" Quoth the Haven, " Never more." In those elegant... | |
 | 1851 - 608 页
...of parting," &c. ; also, the cooling down, when there is more thought, and less violent passion, " Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door." The management of the situation and objects of this poem is quite in Poe's vein, and is consequently... | |
 | 1852 - 620 页
...shrieked, 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!...sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the... | |
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