 | Philip Lawrence - 1870 - 422 Seiten
...gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining, with the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press — ah, nevermore! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed...and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh, quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quoth the raven, " Nevermore ! " " Prophet... | |
 | John Dudley Philbrick - 1870 - 636 Seiten
...! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch,"...quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore I " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." " Prophet," said I, " thing of evil ! — prophet still, if bird... | |
 | Glasgow Academical Club - 1870 - 138 Seiten
...melodious, and they harmonise with the ideas which they represent. Thus, in the lines from " The Raven," — "Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from...Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor: " we feel the harmony between the gently swinging censer, with its rolling clouds of incense, and the... | |
 | Alexander Kennedy Isbister - 1870 - 420 Seiten
...gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining, with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed...by seraphim, whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted He hath sent thee Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of floor. 'Wretch,' I cried, ' thy... | |
 | Josiah Rhinehart Sypher - 1870 - 396 Seiten
...gloated o'er, But whose velvet 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 by seraphim whose faint footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee — by these... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1871 - 422 Seiten
...gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser,...— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore I Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore."... | |
 | Philip Lawrence - 1871 - 410 Seiten
...o'er, She shall press — ah, nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseeu censer Swung by seraphim, whose foot-falls tinkled...and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh, quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quoth the raven, " Nevermore ! " " Prophet... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 Seiten
...gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining, with the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press — ah ! nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed...whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," 1 cried, "thy God hath lent thee,— by these angels he hath sent thee Respite, — respite and nepenthe... | |
 | Paul Kane - 1995 - 392 Seiten
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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 thy... 
