 | Robert Armstrong (master of Madras coll) - 1866 - 142 pages
...lordly name is on the night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Eaven : " Nevermore !" Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung...tufted floor. " Wretch !" I cried, " thy God hath lent thee—by these angels He hath sent thee Eespite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!... | |
 | Nathaniel Kirk Richardson - 1866 - 204 pages
...violet 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...tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee—by these angels he hath sent thee Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1866 - 568 pages
...1 Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch !"...hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee RSspite — respite and "nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh ! quaff, this kind nepenthe... | |
 | James Fleming - 1866 - 382 pages
...violet 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 by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee— by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 200 pages
...violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er Site shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled oil the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee... | |
 | 1866 - 522 pages
...tinkled on the tufted floor. 'i Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee — by these angels lie 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 Haven " Nevermore." "... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1867 - 758 pages
...lining, with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! 14. Then, mcthought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung...respite and + nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, O quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore! Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." 15.... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1862 - 610 pages
...lining, with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press—ah ! nevermore! XIV Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung...tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee—by these angels he hath sent thee Respite—respite and nepenthe* from thy memorics of Lenoro!... | |
 | Andrew Comstock, Philip Lawrence - 1808 - 596 pages
...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 mven, " Nevermore !"... | |
 | Warren P. Edgarton - 1868 - 522 pages
...from an unseen censer, Swung by angels whose faint footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor,"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee — by these angels...— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore l Quaff, O quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." *'... | |
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