 | 1858 - 602 páginas
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 | 1769 - 366 páginas
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 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 páginas
...that (lod we both adore — Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore...loneliness unbroken! — quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door! " Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."... | |
 | 1845 - 778 páginas
...that God we both adore — Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore...angels name Lenore." Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." 1845.] The Lakes and the Valley of the Mississippi. •• Be that word our sign of parting, bird or... | |
 | 1845 - 648 páginas
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 | 1845 - 732 páginas
...that God we both adore — Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore...loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore."... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1884 - 44 páginas
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 | 1845 - 688 páginas
...that God we both adore — Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore...bird or fiend !" I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thce back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that... | |
 | Henry Allon - 1886 - 618 páginas
...by that God we both adore, Tell this soul with sorrow laden, if within the distant Aidenn It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore...angels name Lenore?' Quoth the Raven — ' Nevermore ! ' One of Poe's best tales of crime and detection, founded on fact, shows how truly imagination of... | |
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Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I 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! Leave my loneliness unbroken!— quit the bust... 
