 Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume 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...  The Southern literary messenger - Page 1861845Full view - About this book
 | James Buchholz - Nature - 2001 - 316 pages
...Muskrats." RAVENS BIRDS OF DOOM AND GLOOM? Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ...Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"... | |
 | Thomas Streissguth - Juvenile Nonfiction - 2001 - 116 pages
...the poem down to the offices of Graham's. He recited it while Graham and his entire staff listened. Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Tis some visitor,' I muttered,... | |
 | John Strachan - Literary Criticism - 2001 - 212 pages
...stanza: Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and cutious volume of forgotten lore; While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. The metre suits the sense in that... | |
 | Eric Donald Hirsch, Joseph F. Kett, James Trefil, James S. Trefil - Fiction - 2002 - 944 pages
...is supposedly modeled on Frank Lloyd WRIGHT. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. The Red Badge of Courage (1895)... | |
 | David Kavanagh - Biography & Autobiography - 2002 - 184 pages
...ear and neighed at me in disgust. SEPTEMBER 2 "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping As of someone gently rapping, tapping at my chamber door." -EDGAR ALLAN POE (I809-I849 The... | |
 | Paul Negri - Poetry - 2002 - 146 pages
...And its hero the Conqueror Worm. The Raven Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visitor," I muttered,... | |
 | Nigel Fabb - Language Arts & Disciplines - 2002 - 244 pages
...of it). We can see it in Poe's 'The Raven'. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'T is some visitor," I muttered,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - Juvenile Fiction - 2003 - 448 pages
...young Eulalie upturns her violet eye. The Raven Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gendy rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visiter," I muttered,... | |
 | Sourcebooks, Inc - Cooking - 2003 - 182 pages
...The Raven nevermore by Edgar Allan Poe hear nee upon a midnight dreary, while I [pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered,... | |
 | Eugene Koonin, Michael Y. Galperin - Science - 2002 - 496 pages
...alignable regions are shown in bold): I “Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten...While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping. As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “Tis some visitor,' I muttered,... | |
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