...of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Haven, " Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid...

...usually stand before the words they qualify. Sometimes, however, the preposition is placed first : Take thy beak, from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door. — Poe. 544. Pronominal adverbs are sometimes used instead of the pronouns from which they are derived....

...or fiend !" I shrieked, upstarting— Leave my loneliness unbroken !—quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door I" Quoth the raven, "Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting...

...token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! — quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart , and take thy form from off my door I" Quoth the Raven, "Never more." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting,...

...token Of that lie thy soul hath spoken — Leave my loneliness unbroken, Quit the bust above my door ; Take thy beak from out my heart, And take thy form from off my door'Quoth the raven, 'Nevermore!'" plan Seas, visits our Indian metropolis of Calcutta, forces its...

...of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form...from off my door !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming...

...token Of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken! — Quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, And take thy form from off my door !" Quoth the raven " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas Just...

...token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken! — quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." xvm. And the Raven never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid bust of Pallas,...

...of the lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form...from off my door ! " Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just...

...that lie thy soul hath spoken • Leave my loneliness unbroken ¡—quit the bust above my door ! • Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form...from off my door !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just...