 Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,— " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly...  The Living Authors of America: 1st ser - Page 130by Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 pagesFull view - About this book
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...and glare round tragically, and say to the empty air, as if some real creature stood there"Ghastly, grim, and ancient Raven, wandering from the Nightly...thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" "She'd bring up the nasty carrion bird that clear/' corroborated the sick woman reluctantly, "as she... | |
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