And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain JOHN TENNIEL xi J. Cooper ... 1 JOHN TENNIEL . . . . J. Cooper "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee-by these angels he hath sent thee Respite-respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!" JOHN TENNIEL And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting 3 J. Cooper 5 JOHN TENNIEL LENORE. The life upon her yellow hair, but not within her eyes- F. R. PICKERSGILL.. W. J. Linton. 8 The sweet Lenore hath "gone before," with Hope, that flew beside, FELIX DARLEY .... J. Cooper 10 THE COLISEUM. But stay! these walls-these ivy-clad arcades- |