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" And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the... "
Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic - Page 367
by Beautiful poetry - 1853
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door! " Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore ! ROBERT POLLOK. [From The Course of Time.] LORD SYltON. HE ' MII-IK ' 1 his harp, and nations heard,...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volume 11

1845 - 778 pages
...the pallid bust of Pallas jiut alrcve my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming...floating on the floor Shall be lifted— nevermore ! THE LAKES AND THE VALLEY OF THE MISSISSIPPI. In the last Messenger, Harry Bluff called the attention...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volume 14

1848 - 780 pages
...Take thy beak from out my heart, and lake thy form from off my door!' Quoth the raven, 'Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door ; Ami his eyes have all the seeming of » demon's that is dreaming. And the lamp-light o'er him...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 1

1845 - 688 pages
...Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor ; And...
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The American Whig Review, Volume 1

1845 - 732 pages
...Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my...
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The Literary Emporium, Volumes 1-2

1847 - 434 pages
...the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door ; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming...floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore . • ...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 pages
...Take thy beak from out my heart, and Take thy form from off my door !' Quoth the raven ' Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still...floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore P* great master of the musical chords of verse, but he superadded a charm which spiritualized the vehicle...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 pages
...Take thy beak from out my heart, and Take thy form from off my door !' Quoth the raven ' Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still...floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore !" Although his mechanical art is too visible, we cannot withhold our praise for the success of the...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5, Part 1

1855 - 724 pages
...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! ' Quoth the Raveu, ' Never more.' And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...pallid bust of Pallas, just above my chamber -door, And bis eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming,...
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Tales of Mystery, Imagination and Humour ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 pages
...thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, " Never more." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...that shadow that lies floating on the floor, Shall bo lifted — never more ? Kmn. AH, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown for ever ! Let the...
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