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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 lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow... "
The Southern literary messenger - Page 188
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Handbuch der nordamericanischen National-Literatur: Sammlung von ...

Ludwig Herrig - American literature - 1854
...upstarting — „Get thee back into the tempest And the Night's Plutonian shore! Lcavc no black plume s a token Of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my...sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door; And bis eyes have all ihe seeming f a demon that is dreaming, And the...
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The New York Journal: An Illustrated Literary Periodical, Volume 3

1854
...that word our sign of parting, Bird or flend !" I shriek'd upstarting " Get thee back into the tempest Quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out...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 that is dreaming And the...
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Zehn schottische Lieder verdentscht von W.B. Macdonald. Schott. und Deutsch

1854
...shrieked, upstarting — Get tbee back into the tempest and the night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken...heart, and take thy form from off my door ! Quoth the Eaven, " Nevermore ! " And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid...
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The village bridal and other poems. Also, two lectures

James Henry Powell - 1854
...into the tempest and the night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of the lie thy aool hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! quit...heart, and take thy form from off my door !' Quoth the Haven ' Never more.' " And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1855 - 622 pages
...shriek'd, upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest And the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token Of that lie thy soul hath spoken...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 that is dreaming, And the...
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The American First-class Book, Or Exercises in Reading and Recitation ...

John Pierpont - 1855
...shrieked, upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken...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 that is dreaming, And the...
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Gems of thought and flowers of fancy, ed. by R.W. Procter

Gems - 1855
...upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest and the night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plunie as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave...beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off iny door !" Quoth the Raven, " Never more." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...
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The Irish quarterly review

1855
...night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! I^eave my loneliness unbroken ! quit the bust above my door!...heart, and take thy form from off my door ! ' Quoth the Karen, * Never more.' And the Haven, never flitting, still Is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5

Irish literature - 1855
...big — * Get thee back into the tempest, and the night's Plutonian shore ! Leave uo black plume us a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my...loneliness unbroken ! quit the bust above my door! Take thy bnuJ; from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! ' Quoth the Haven, 'Never more.' And...
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Cyclopaedia of American Literature: Embracing Personal and ..., Volume 2, Part 2

Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - American literature - 1855
...of that lie thy sonl hath spoken) ' Leave my loneliness unbroken I— quit the bust above my door I Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door 1" Q'iioth the raven, "Nevermore." And tue raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting...
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