 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. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow...  Gems of Thought, and Flowers of Fancy - Page 93edited by - 1855 - 428 pagesFull view - About this book
 | M. S. Mitchell - Elocution - 1869 - 416 pages
...the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From...angels name Lenore — • Nameless here for evermore. So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating " 'Tie S3me visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | Charles A. Wiley - Elocution - 1869 - 456 pages
...the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow : vainly I had sought to borrow From my...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore — Nameless here forevcrmore. Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door... | |
 | Floyd Baker Wilson - Dialogues - 1869 - 208 pages
...the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly I had sought to borrow From my...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore — Nameless here forever more. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each pmp'e... | |
 | Robert Frederick Brewer - 1869 - 88 pages
...dying | ember | wrought its | ghost up|on the | floor. Eager | ly 1 j wished the | morrow; | rainly | 1 had | sought to | borrow From my | books sur|cease...| rare and | radiant | maiden | whom the | angels | nameLe|nore — Nameless | here for | ever| more. Edgar Allan Poe. It will have been noticed from... | |
 | Philip Lawrence - English language - 1870 - 422 pages
...chamber-door. "'Tia some visitor," I mutter'd, "tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...whom the angels name Lenore — • Nameless here forevermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain ThrilFd me — filled me... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 pages
...the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly I had sought to borrow From my...silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that now, to still the beating... | |
 | Alexander Kennedy Isbister - Oratory - 1870 - 420 pages
...Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden...silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating... | |
 | John Dudley Philbrick - Readers - 1870 - 636 pages
...the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow, From...— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple... | |
 | Josiah Rhinehart Sypher - Elocution - 1870 - 396 pages
...dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; — vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow...maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here forevermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me... | |
 | English poetry - 1871 - 476 pages
...the bleak Decemoer, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly I had sought to borrow From my...silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain, Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that now, to still the beating... | |
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