 ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, 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...  Poetical Favorites, Yours and Mine - Seite 2491911 - 454 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1927 - 738 Seiten
...think that Evermore was printed in one of those old volumes Poe mentions in The Raven's opening stanza: Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore. It would be only a waste of time and energy to speculate upon the question where Poe got the idea of... | |
 | 1848 - 780 Seiten
...it. The opening stanza rapidly and clearly arranges time, place, etc. for the mysteries that follow. "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, White I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there carue a tapping As of tame one gently rapping, rapping... | |
 | 1845 - 778 Seiten
...remarkable than it is, psychologic*!!', a wonder." Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak ">* weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came i tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Tia some visiter," I muttered,... | |
 | Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman - 1890 - 670 Seiten
...kind of Government they think best, a Bureaucracy or a Bore-ocracy ?" — Mr. Balfour at Manchester. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a dry and dusty volume of Blue- Bookish lore, — While I nodded nearly napping, suddenly there came... | |
 | Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman - 1890 - 730 Seiten
...Government they think best, a Bureaucracy or a Bore-ooracy ? " — Mr. Salfour at Manehater. Оясв apon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a dry and dusty volume of Blue-Bookish lore, — While I nodded nearly napping, suddenly there came a... | |
 | 1845 - 688 Seiten
...could wish the capacities of our noble languge, in prosody, were better understood. — ED. AM. REV.] Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rappmg, rapping at my... | |
 | 1845 - 732 Seiten
...could wish the capacities of our noble languge, in prosody, were better understood. — ED. AM. REV.] Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...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... | |
 | 1845 - 424 Seiten
...purest, the highest character, even to the present age in which we live. THE RAVEN. BY EDGAR i. POE. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' "Pis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more." Ah,... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 Seiten
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. " Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' "... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 386 Seiten
...stanzas differently in shape to the method he has followed, but the words are of course unaltered. * Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more.' r The... | |
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