 | 1848 - 780 sidor
...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...above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and lake thy form from off my door!' Quoth the raven, 'Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, still... | |
 | 1845 - 688 sidor
...shrieked, upstarting — " Get thce back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken...heart, and take thy form from off my door !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid... | |
 | 1845 - 732 sidor
...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...heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid... | |
 | 1847 - 434 sidor
...of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door I Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door !" Quoth the raven " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 sidor
...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...heart, and Take thy form from off my door !' Quoth the raven ' Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 sidor
...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...heart, and Take thy form from off my door !' Quoth the raven ' Nevermore.' " And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Nathaniel Parker Willis, James Russell Lowell - 1850 - 642 sidor
...and the Night's Plutonian shore I Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken 1 Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above...from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door 1* Quoth the raven " Nevermore." Sixteenth — concerns the rhythm. Outis's is iambic — mine the... | |
 | 1855 - 724 sidor
...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...heart, and take thy form from off my door ! ' Quoth the Raveu, ' Never more.' And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid... | |
 | 1851 - 702 sidor
...nnd radiant maiden, whom the апце!з name Lenore." Quoth the Raven, " Never more." Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken...! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak (rum out my heurt, and take thy form from off my doori" Quoth the Haven, " Never more." In those elegant... | |
 | 1851 - 608 sidor
...of parting," &c. ; also, the cooling down, when there is more thought, and less violent passion, " Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door." The management of the situation and objects of this poem is quite in Poe's vein, and is consequently... | |
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Nevermore." "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!... 
