 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 332 页
...no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my...heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Haven, " Never more." And the Eaven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid... | |
 | Nathaniel Kirk Richardson - 1866 - 204 页
...Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken !—quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my upstarting—• door!" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore!" And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting,... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1866 - 526 页
...of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door 1 Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 200 页
...no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken !—quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from oil' my door! Quoth the Haven, " Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still... | |
 | George Frederick Shrady, Thomas Lathrop Stedman - 1882 - 774 页
...soul has spoken ! Leave my loneliness nnbroken ! — get thee gone from off my door ! Take thy cant from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Spectre, " Nevermore ! " And the Spectre, trnth defying, still is lying, still is lying On the subject... | |
 | 1866 - 850 页
...poem, despite all our attempts at self-justification, it casts its shadow on the soul, and we cry, " Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off iny door" in vain. We should like to cast it from \is and banish it into oblivion, but like the sword... | |
 | Robert Armstrong (master of Madras coll) - 1866 - 142 页
...Leave no black plume as in token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken,—quit the bust above my door,— Take thy beak from out my heart, and thy form from off my door!" Quoth the Eaven : " Nevermore !" And the Eaven, never flitting, still is... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1862 - 610 页
...Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my...take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the raven,—" Nevermore!" XVIII. And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1867 - 498 页
...Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my...take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." 18. And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the +paliid bust... | |
 | Andrew Comstock, Philip Lawrence - 1808 - 596 页
...Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken !—quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my...take thy form from off my door !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore!" And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still ia sitting On the pallid bust... | |
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And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my... 
