 | 1881 - 982 页
...orderly manner or measured arrangement,, IV Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten loreWhile I nodded nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one quaintly rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. 'Tia some visitor, I muttered, Tapping at my chamber... | |
 | 1845 - 732 页
...in prosody, were better understood.—ED. AM. REV.] Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at... | |
 | 1847 - 434 页
...again saved his people. THE RAVEN. BY EDGAR A. POE. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1848 - 584 页
...As of some one gently rapping, Happing at my cliaiiilmr door. «'Tis some visiter," I imitter'd, " Tapping 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 upon the floor.... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 页
...has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume...Rapping at my chamber door. ' Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more.' " The next stanza closes with... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 386 页
...has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. * Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume...Rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more.' r The next stanza closes with... | |
 | 1851 - 334 页
...itll is o'er below 1 THE KA VEN. ВТ EDGAR A. POE. ONCE upon amiduigh t dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, Аз of some one gently rapping, rappiug at my chamber door, ' ' 'Tie some visitor, " I muttered, v... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 页
...piece, which is called " The Raven," in its integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...rapping at my chamber door— ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more.' " Ah, distinctly I remember,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 页
...embalmed for a couple of hundred years. POEMS. €l)t ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, •Over many a quaint and curious...rapping at my chamber door ; " Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more." Ah! distinctly I remember it... | |
 | Gem fancier - 1852 - 256 页
...the colors of a softer clime THE RAVEN. EDOAR A. FOE. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber doorOnly this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly... | |
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upon a midnight dreary, While I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor,"... 
