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" Once upon a 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 a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door ; "Tis... "
Tales of Mystery, Imagination, & Humour; and Poems - Page 223
by Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 479 pages
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Golden Leaves from the American Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - American poetry - 1865 - 532 pages
...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping...some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber ' ""1 Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each...
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The Advanced Reader

Readers - 1866 - 400 pages
...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping...the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;— vainly had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lcnore — For the rare...
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The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe, with Original Memoir. Illustrated by ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1866
...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping...wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished tho morrow ; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the...
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The Dublin University Magazine: A Literary and ..., Volume 67; Volume 69

1866
...melodiously the well-known monody :— " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and wwiry, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door, Only ttiis and not/tiny more.' Ah! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December," &c. We all know...
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The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe: With an Original Memoir

Edgar Allan Poe - History - 1859 - 278 pages
...quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping...Tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing mom." Ah, distinctly I remember It was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember Wrought...
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One Hundred Choice Selections in Poetry and Prose: Both New and Old ...

Nathaniel Kirk Richardson - Readers - 1866 - 192 pages
...presence of which the iron hearts of your warriors shall be turned into ashes! THE KAVEN.—Edgar A. Poe. Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,...ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wish'd the morrow: vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the...
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Select Readings from the Poets and Prose Writers of Every Country

James Fleming (ed) - 1866
...a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping — rapping...visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door ; Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the black December, And each separate dying ember wrought its...
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The Progressive English reading books, Volume 4

1866
...quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping...some visitor," I muttered, ''tapping at my chamber doorOnly this, and nothing more." Ah distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate...
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The National Fifth Reader: Containing a Complete and Practical Treatise on ...

Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - Elocution - 1866 - 600 pages
..." 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber-door — Only this, and nothing more." 2. Ah, distinctly I remember, it -was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upoi* the floor, Eagerly I wished the morrow : vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease...
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Poetical readings and recitations, by R. and T. Armstrong

Robert Armstrong (master of Madras coll) - 1866
...a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore; While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door; " "Tis some visitor," I mutter'd, " tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember...
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