 Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from...  Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature - Page 410edited by - 1858Full view - About this book
 | 1848
...an unseen censer Swing by angels, whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. ' Wretch.' 1 cried, ' thy God hath lent thee— by these angels he hath sent tbee Respite— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe,... | |
 | 1845
...perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels, whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted flour. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee— by these angels he halh sent thee Respite— respite and Nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh quaff this kind... | |
 | 1845
...! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch,"...— respite and Nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Let me quaff this kind Nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." " Prophet... | |
 | 1845
...! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch,"...thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sentthee Respite — respite and Nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Let me quaff this kind Nepenthe... | |
 | 1847
...whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent ihee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore !" Quoth the raven " Nevermore." "... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 pages
..." Then, methought, the air grew denser, Perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls Tinkled on the tufted floor. • Wretch,'...he hath sent thee Respite— respite and nepenthe k From thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe And forget this lost Lenore !' Quoth... | |
 | 1855
...violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, Ske shall press, sh, never more I Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung...!,' I cried, ' thy God hath lent thee— by these ansels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh,... | |
 | 1852
...viokt lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! " Then, methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung...— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh, quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore !' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 479 pages
...violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung...— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh, quaff, this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quoth the Eaven, " Never more... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852
...lining, with the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah ! nevermore ! IS. Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung...hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee, Eespite — respite and nepenthe* from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe,... | |
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