But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What... Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour: And Poems - 第218页作者:Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 256 页全本阅读 - 图书信息
| William Roetzheim - 2006 - 760 页
...front of bird, and bust and door; then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore —...ghastly. gaunt and ominous bird of yore meant in croaking "Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing to the fowl whose fiery eyes... | |
| Joseph Soonsin Lee - 2007 - 166 页
...he was thinking Thinking about me, an ominous bird of yore, as he stared without blinkingWhat I, a grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore." This he sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing My fowl fiery eyes now burned... | |
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