 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 pages
...gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from nn unseen censer Swung by seraphim, whose foot-falls...tufted floor. "Wretch!" I cried, "thy god hath lent thee—by these angels he hath sent thec Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenorc... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 pages
...metliought, the air grew denser, Perfum'd from an unseen censer, Swung by angels whose faint foot-falla Tinkled on the tufted floor. « Wretch," I cried,...thy God hath lent thee By these angels he hath sent thce Respite — respite and nepenthe From thy memories of I.enore ! QiurT, oh quail' this kind nepenthe,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 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...— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh, quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pages
...gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted...— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Qnaff, oh qnaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore ! '" Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore."... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 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...hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Kespite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and... | |
 | 1853 - 774 pages
...in a poem of kindred beauty and power, " The Last Word* of Al-Hassan" : — " Then, mcthought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim, whose footfallt tiniled on the tufledjloor. ' Wretch,' I cried, ' thy God hath lent thee, by these angels... | |
 | 1854 - 80 pages
...violet lining, with the lamplight 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 sent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee, Respite, respite and Nepenthe, from thy memories of... | |
 | 1854 - 380 pages
...methought, the air grew denser, Perfum'd from an unseen censer. Swung by angels whose faint foot-lulls Tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thec Bv these angels he hath sent thee Bespite— respite and nepenthe From thy memories of Lenore... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1855 - 530 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,"...— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quail, 0, quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quotfi the raven, " Nevermore."... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 pages
...! Thrn. methought, the air grew denser, Prrfum'd from an unseen censer, Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls Tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch,"...God hath lent thee By these angels he hath sent thee I{rspiU> — respite and nepenthe From thy memories of Lenore ! QuatF, oh quart* this kind nepenthe,... | |
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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... 
