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... uttered ; Not a feather then he fluttered- Till I scarcely more than muttered , " Other friends have flown before- On the morrow he will leave me , As my Hopes have flown before . " Then the bird said , " Nevermore . " Startled at the ...
... uttered ; Not a feather then he fluttered- Till I scarcely more than muttered , " Other friends have flown before- On the morrow he will leave me , As my Hopes have flown before . " Then the bird said , " Nevermore . " Startled at the ...
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... 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 Durch das tiefe Blau der 50 THE ROSE .
... 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 Durch das tiefe Blau der 50 THE ROSE .