 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 for the lost Lenore, For the...  Edgar Allan Poe: How to Know Him - Síða 189eftir Charles Alphonso Smith - 1921 - 350 síðurHeildartexta - Um bókina
 | 1855 - 388 síður
...in and swelleth out, around her motionless pale brows." EA Poe's as follows : " And the silken tad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain, Thrilled...filled me, with fantastic terrors never felt before." The whole of this poem (Lady Geraldine's Courtship) is one that none who read it once will soon forget.... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1855 - 530 síður
...vainly I had tried to borrow, From my books, surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here forevermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me... | |
 | Joseph Gostwick - 1856 - 338 síður
...; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name...to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating : " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door — Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - 338 síður
...— vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 456 síður
...name Lenore, 3. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrill'd me, fill'd me with ^fantastic terrors, never felt before ; So...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'T is some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | 1857 - 528 síður
...— the vain endeavor to obtain — "From his books surcease of sorrow, sorrow for die lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here for evermore,'1 and the gloomy reverie into which he lapses, full of bitter memories of the past, of anxious... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 síður
...— vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — for the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name...to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating ''Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — ome late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 642 síður
...— sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenorc — Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain...to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1858 - 752 síður
...whom tlft« angels name Lenore — Nameless hero forevermore. And the tilken tad uncertain rnstling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with...that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood relating : " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door — Some late visitor entreating... | |
 | Thomas Buckley Smith - 1858 - 310 síður
...nothing more." Then the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain, Thrill'd me — fill'd me with fantastic terrors never felt before ; So that...still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber-door, — Some late visitor entreating entrance... | |
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