 This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But...  The Southern literary messenger - Page 1871845Full view - About this book
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - American literature - 1858 - 752 pages
...engaged in gnessing, bnt no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease rcclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, Bnt whose velvet violet... | |
 | HENRY HOWE - 1859 - 748 pages
...engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core * This and more I sat divining, with my head...lamplight gloating o'er, SHE shall press, ah, nevermore 1 Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by angels whose faint... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - American literature - 1859 - 812 pages
...whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining, with my head at case reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the...the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim,... | |
 | American literature - 1859 - 528 pages
...fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining, with my hoad at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that...velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er Sht shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer... | |
 | William Allingham - English poetry - 1860 - 316 pages
...engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burnt into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining, with my head...angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee— by these angels he hath sent thee Respite —... | |
 | England - English poetry - 1860 - 532 pages
...engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl, whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining, with my head...lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore ! XIV. Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose footfalls... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - Readers - 1860 - 450 pages
...engaged in guessing, But no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now Burn'd into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, With my head at...the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, never more I Then, methought, the air grew denser, Perfum'd from an unseen censer, Swung by angels... | |
 | Warren P. Edgarton - Recitations - 1860 - 530 pages
...fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core ; Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumod from an unseen censer, Swung by angels whose faint footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor, "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite —... | |
 | John Williamson Palmer - Folk songs - 1861 - 540 pages
...engaged in guessing, But no syllable expressing To the fowl, whose fiery eyes now Burned into my bosom's core ; This, and more, I sat divining, With my head...angels, whose faint footfalls Tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch ! " I cried, " thy God hath lent thee, By these angels he hath sent thee, Respite —... | |
 | Marcius Willson - Bible stories - 1861 - 550 pages
...engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining, with my head...with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press, ah ! ngrermore. 14. Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim... | |
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