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" Be that word our sign of parting, bird, or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting: "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! Quit the bust above... "
The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe: With Original Memoir - Page 6
by Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 247 pages
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting...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...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volume 14

1848 - 780 pages
...rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore. "'Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked, upstarting...above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and lake thy form from off my door!' Quoth the raven, 'Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, still...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volume 11

1845 - 778 pages
...shrieked, upstarting — " Gel thee Irack into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no Mack plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken...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...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 1

Periodicals - 1845 - 732 pages
...and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." " Be that word our I t # 2^⚵ 浗 P 8% s } v2 G 䂛 Wi /' n³O raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 1

Periodicals - 1845 - 688 pages
...Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend !" I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thce back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore...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...
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The Literary Emporium, Volumes 1-2

American literature - 1847 - 434 pages
...of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door I 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...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - American literature - 1850 - 380 pages
...this kind nepenthe And forget this lost Lenore !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.™ "'Be that word our sign of parting, Bird or fiend !' I shrieked, upstarting...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...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - American literature - 1850 - 384 pages
...this kind nepenthe And forget this lost Lenore !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore."' "'Be that word our sign of parting, Bird or fiend !' I shrieked, upstarting...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...
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The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: The literati

Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Nathaniel Parker Willis, James Russell Lowell - American literature - 1850 - 642 pages
...fiend 1" I shrieked, upstarting — " Got thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore I Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken 1 Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart,...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5, Part 1

Ireland - 1855 - 724 pages
...and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Lenore.' Quoth the Raven, ' Never more,' . Be that word oar sign of parting, bird or fiend ! ' I shrieked upstarting—...heart, and take thy form from off my door ! ' Quoth the Raveu, ' Never more.' And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid...
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