...dances, By what eternal streams. . THE RAVEN. Отгст. upon a midnight dreary, While I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume...While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a ta]>ping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visiter," I mutter'd,...

...an iron chain ; It niaketh even the little child with heavy sighs complain. THE RAVEN. BY EDGAR FOE. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...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...

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...! MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. THE RAVEN. X ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and wearyf Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I...

...died in 1849. 1. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I ponder'd weak and weary, Over many a tquaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded,...rapping at my chamber door, '"Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, "tapping at my chamber door; Only this and nothing more." 2. Ah! distinctly I remember, it...

...trochaics often occur in the same poem. Measure 1st.—Trochaic of Eight Feet, or Octometer. " Once upj-on a | midnight | dreary, | while I | pondered, | weak...Over | many a | quaint and | curious | volume | of forj -gotten | lore, While I | nodded, | nearly | napping, | suddenly there | came a | tapping, As...

...we hope to enjoy rest neverending rest rest in which are concentrated all conceivable pleasures — Suddenly there came a tapping as of some one gently rapping rapping at my chamber door — Lochiel Lochiel beware of the day UNDER RULE XVI. We must respect ourselves to have others respect...

...Distrusted all her powers, May welcome to her holier houiu The well beloved of ours. POE. THE RAVEN. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak...visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door— Ui, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost...

...collection of his works in four volumes issued in New York. June, 1857. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. rilE EATEN. ONCE' upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...tapping. As of some one gently rapping, rapping at rnj chamber door. " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing...

...bright eyes In the sepulehre there by the sea— In her tomb by the sounding sea. THE RAVEN. Onoe npon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,...forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, snddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber-door ; " 'Tis some...