 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
 | Floyd Baker Wilson - Dialogues - 1869 - 208 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...grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim, whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. THE RAVEN. 139 " Wretch," I cried, " thy God... | |
 | Charles A. Wiley - Elocution - 1869 - 456 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...gloating o'er, She shall press — ah ! nevermore ! 14. Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim, whose foot-falls... | |
 | William Stewart Ross - 1869 - 452 pages
...yore,— What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore, — Meant in croaking " Nevermore." Then methought the air grew denser ; Perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. — " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent thee,... | |
 | Alexander Kennedy Isbister - Oratory - 1870 - 420 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 at...grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim, whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted He hath sent thee Respite—respite and nepenthe from... | |
 | Philip Lawrence - English language - 1870 - 422 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...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... | |
 | Josiah Rhinehart Sypher - Elocution - 1870 - 396 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...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... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 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...velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er Slie shall press, ah, never more ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer... | |
 | Glasgow Academical Club - English literature - 1870 - 138 pages
...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 an unseen censer, Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor: " we feel the harmony between the gently swinging... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1871 - 200 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...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—... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1871 - 968 pages
...guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core ; Tliis and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining...grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim, whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," 1 cried, "thy God hath lent thee,—... | |
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