"Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy." _R. Schelling._

"But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er
_She_ shall press, ah, nevermore!"
_George Kruell._

"'Wretch,' I cried, 'thy God hath lent thee--by these angels he hath sent thee
Respite--respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!'"
_Victor Bernstrom._

"On this home by Horror haunted." _R. Staudenbaur._

"'Tell me truly, I implore--
Is there--_is_ there balm in Gilead?--tell me--tell me, I implore!'"
_W. Zimmermann._

"'Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore.'"
_F.S. King._

"'Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked, upstarting."
_W. Zimmermann._

"'Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!'"
_Robert Hoskin._

"And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted--nevermore!"