 Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee— by these angels he hath sent thee Respite— respite and nepenthe from thy...  Macleod's First text-book of elocution - 第79页作者：Alfred Macleod - 1877全本阅读 - 图书信息
 | 1854 - 80 页
...But whose velvet violet lining, with the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah ! nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from...tufted floor. " Wretch !" I cried, " thy God hath sent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee, Respite, respite and Nepenthe, from thy memories of... | |
 | Ludwig Herrig - 1854 - 580 页
...on the tufted fJoor. „Wretcli," I cried, „thyGod hathlent theo By these angels he hath sent Ihee Respite — respite and nepenthe From thy memories...of Lenore! QuafF, oh quafF this kind nepenthe, And fbrget this lost Lenore!" Quoth the raven „Nevermore." „Prophet!" said I, „thing of evil! -—... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1855 - 530 页
...! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch,"...— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quail, 0, quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quotfi the raven, " Nevermore."... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 页
...! Thrn. methought, the air grew denser, Prrfum'd from an unseen censer, Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls Tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch,"...God hath lent thee By these angels he hath sent thee I{rspiU> — respite and nepenthe From thy memories of Lenore ! QuatF, oh quart* this kind nepenthe,... | |
 | 1855 - 1416 页
...with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air prow denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim,...tinkled on the tufted floor. * Wretch :; I cried, * thy Uod hath lent thee— by these aiiEeb he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories... | |
 | 1855 - 1428 页
...But who»e velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, Sht shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...by Seraphim, whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted door. * Wretch !.' I cried, ' thy God hath lent thee— by these angels be hftth Mat th«e Respite... | |
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - 490 页
...But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...by seraphim, whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted "Wretch!" I cried, "thy God hath lent thee— by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite... | |
 | Joseph Gostwick - 1856 - 338 页
...But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, O quaff, this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quoth the Raven : " Never more ! " " Prophet... | |
 | Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - 338 页
...o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from...hath lent thee— by these angels he hath sent thee K Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh, quaff this kind nepenthe,... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 456 页
...shall press, ah, Nevermore ! 14. Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfum'd from an unseen censer, [floor; "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee, by these angels he hath sent thee Respite—respite, and ^nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore 1 Quaff, 0, quaff this kind nepenthe,... | |
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