 | Paul Negri - 2002 - 146 頁
...sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain...to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating "'T is some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | Michaël Oustinoff, Christine Raguet-Bouvart - 2002 - 232 頁
...versions proposées tour à tour par Baudelaire du poème "The Raven" : Original : Edgar Poe, "The Raven" And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple...filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; (III, 13-14) Version 1 : 1853 [1854] Et le soyeux, mélancolique, indéterminé froufrou de chaque... | |
 | Milton Meltzer - 2003 - 156 頁
...sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore— Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling..."Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber doorSome late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;— This it is and nothing more." Presently... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2003 - 448 頁
...sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling...beating of my heart, I stood repeating " Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visiter entreating entrance at my chamber... | |
 | Steven Gould Axelrod, Camille Roman, Thomas Travisano - 2003 - 770 頁
...sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling...beating of my heart, I stood repeating " Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber doorSome late visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door;—... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2003 - 170 頁
...sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling...before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, 1 stood repeating ' Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door Some late visiter entreating... | |
 | Axel W.-O. Schmidt - 2003 - 610 頁
...For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angles name Lenore Nameless here for evermore. (3) And in silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, ,,'T is some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door Some late visitor entreating entrance at... | |
 | Lou Reed - 2003 - 134 頁
...hoping yet to calm my breathing "*Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some lost visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — This it is and nothing more" 5. Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing. Doubting, dreaming fantasies... | |
 | Eliza Richards - 2004 - 264 頁
...the air, the purple curtain Swelleth in and swelleth out around her motionless pale brows. 3 ' POE: And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple...filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before. (CMP 364; 13-14) In both poems, a male poet speaks of his unattainable love. Barrett's poet closely... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 2009 - 580 頁
...sorrow for the lost 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 curtain TTmlled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating... | |
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It was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember Wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — Vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — Sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden... 
