 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...  The Living Authors of America: 1st ser - 第 128 頁Thomas Powell 著 - 1850 - 365 頁完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 頁
...RAVElf. 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...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... | |
 | 1845 - 778 頁
...wonder." Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak ">* weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came i tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Tia some visiter," I muttered,... | |
 | 1845 - 732 頁
...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,...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly... | |
 | 1845 - 688 頁
...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 rappmg, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tappmg at my chamber door —... | |
 | 1847 - 434 頁
...POE. 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,...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 頁
...unaltered. " Onee 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,..." For the rare and radiant maiden Whom the angels name Lenore." As Coleridge says, " beautiful exceedingly." metic of the shape, it is one of those few... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 頁
...integrity. " 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...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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 頁
...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there canie a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 頁
...RAVEN. J Oxer upon a midnight dreary, M hile I jwnder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping,...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. " "J'is some visitor," I mutter'd, " Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah,... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 頁
...POE 1. 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...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." 2.... | |
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