 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 above...  Development of English Literature and Language - Page 360by Alfred Hix Welsh - 1882Full view - About this book
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 | 1845 - 778 pages
...shrieked, upstarting — " Gel thee Irack into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no Mack plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken...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 - 648 pages
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 | 1845 - 732 pages
...— Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend !"...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 pages
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 | 1845 - 688 pages
...Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend !" I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thce back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore...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."... | |
 | 1960 - 516 pages
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 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 pages
...Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe And forget this lost Lenore !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore.™ "'Be that word our sign of parting, Bird or fiend...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.'... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 pages
...! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe And forget this lost Lenore !' Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore."' "'Be that word our sign of parting, Bird or fiend...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.'... | |
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