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" upon a midnight dreary, While I ponder'd, 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 visitor,"... "
The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century - 第423页
作者:Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1851 - 529 页
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The Calcutta Review, 第 72-73 卷

1881
...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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American Whig Review, 第 1 卷

1845
...in prosody, were better understood.—ED. AM. REV.] Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a 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, 第 1-2 卷

1847
...again saved his people. THE RAVEN. BY EDGAR A. POE. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1848 - 544 页
...As of some one gently rapping, Happing at my cliaiiilmr door. «'Tis some visiter," I imitter'd, " Tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, It was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember Wrought its ghost upon the floor....
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 页
...has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume...Rapping at my chamber door. ' Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza closes with...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 页
...has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. * Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume...Rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more.' r The next stanza closes with...
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Gems of Modern American Literatuare

Howard Paul - 1851
...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 a quaint and curious volume...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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The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, 第 27 卷

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1852
...piece, which is called " The Raven," in its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...rapping at my chamber door— ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more.' " Ah, distinctly I remember,...
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour; and Poems, 第 456 卷

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 479 页
...embalmed for a couple of hundred years. POEMS. €l)t ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, •Over many a quaint and curious...rapping at my chamber door ; " Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more." Ah! distinctly I remember it...
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The String of Diamonds: Gathered from Many Mines

Gem fancier - 1852 - 240 页
...the colors of a softer clime THE RAVEN. EDOAR A. FOE. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...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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