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...dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah.... | |
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...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came i tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Tia some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing rooit." Ah, distinctly... | |
 | Periodicals - 1845 - 732 pages
...while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 " 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah,... | |
 | Periodicals - 1845 - 688 pages
...while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While 1 nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rappmg, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tappmg at my chamber door —... | |
 | Thomas Powell - American literature - 1850 - 382 pages
...midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curioua Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' "... | |
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...midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came...some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' "Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.' "... | |
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...dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary. Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.'... | |
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...dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — 1 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.'... | |
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...dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." 2.... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 pages
...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there canie a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door ; " Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah... | |
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