 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...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...separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Easerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From iny books surrease of sorrow ... | |
 | 1845 - 648 pages
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 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1884 - 44 pages
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 | 1845 - 732 pages
...there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door Only...floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow sorrow for the lost Lenore For the rare and... | |
 | 1845 - 688 pages
...As of some one gently rappmg, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tappmg at my chamber door Only this, and nothing more."...floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow sorrow for the lost Lenore For the rare and... | |
 | 1847 - 434 pages
...there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door Only...floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly I had tried to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow sorrow for the lost Lenore For the rare and... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 298 pages
...of forgotten lore While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there canie a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door ; " Tis...wished the morrow ; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow sorrow for the lost Lenore For the rare and radiant maiden... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 pages
...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...upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow ; vainly had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow sorrow for the lost Lenore For the... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 pages
...rapping, rapping at my chamber door; While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber...I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrowsorrow for the lost Lenore For the rare and radiant maiden whom... | |
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Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow sorrow... 
