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... Take thy beak from out my heart , and Take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven , " Nevermore . " „ Gramprophet ! " rief ich voll Zweifel , „ 22 THE RAVEN .
... Take thy beak from out my heart , and Take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven , " Nevermore . " „ Gramprophet ! " rief ich voll Zweifel , „ 22 THE RAVEN .
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... Take this rose , " he sighed , " and throw it Where there's none that loveth me ! On the rock the billow bursteth And sinks back into the seas , But in vain my spirit thirsteth So to burst and be at ease . Take , o sea ! the tender ...
... Take this rose , " he sighed , " and throw it Where there's none that loveth me ! On the rock the billow bursteth And sinks back into the seas , But in vain my spirit thirsteth So to burst and be at ease . Take , o sea ! the tender ...
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... takes the token , And , upon her snowy breast , Soothes the ruffled petals broken With the ocean's fierce unrest . " Love is thine , o heart ! and surely Peace shall also be thine own , For the heart that trusteth purely Never long can ...
... takes the token , And , upon her snowy breast , Soothes the ruffled petals broken With the ocean's fierce unrest . " Love is thine , o heart ! and surely Peace shall also be thine own , For the heart that trusteth purely Never long can ...
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... takes away , And the soul forever liveth Nearer God from day to day . " Not a word the maiden uttered , Fullest hearts are slow to speak , But a withered rose - leaf fluttered Down upon the poet's cheek . Und des Mondes Kugel gleitet ...
... takes away , And the soul forever liveth Nearer God from day to day . " Not a word the maiden uttered , Fullest hearts are slow to speak , But a withered rose - leaf fluttered Down upon the poet's cheek . Und des Mondes Kugel gleitet ...