Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered , weak and weary, over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore---
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, as someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door
"'tis some visitor" I muttered"tapping at my chamber door-----only this and nothing more"
"prophet" said I, "thing of evil !--- prophet still, if bird or devil !
by that heaven that bends above us---- by that God we both adore
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, it shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore"
Quoth the Raven NEVERMORE
From "The Raven"
By Edgar Allen Poe 1809-1849
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