 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1871 - 200 Seiten
...Thus 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,...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—... | |
 | Philip Lawrence - 1871 - 410 Seiten
...This I sat 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,...Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseeu censer Swung by seraphim, whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 Seiten
...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,—... | |
 | 1871 - 476 Seiten
...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,...lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining, which the lamp-light gloated o'er, She shall press — ah I nevermore ! Then methought the air grew... | |
 | 1872 - 514 Seiten
...This I sat 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,...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... | |
 | Noble Kibby Royse - 1872 - 376 Seiten
...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,...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 —... | |
 | 1872 - 660 Seiten
...This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the tbwl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core, — This and more I sat divining,...grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim, whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch I " I cried, " thy god hath lent thee,... | |
 | Charles Hartley - 1872 - 372 Seiten
...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,...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—... | |
 | Ephraim Hunt - 1872 - 658 Seiten
...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,...lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press — ah, nevermore I Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim, whose footfalls... | |
 | Anna Randall Diehl - 1872 - 460 Seiten
...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,...lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore I Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim, whose footfalls... | |
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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... 
