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Once upon a midnight dreary, while i pondered weak and weary
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore.
Suddenly there came a tapping,As of some one gently rapping,rapping at my chamber door
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain.Thrilled me-filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart. I stood repeating,...
Sir....Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, and so faintly you came tapping, tapping on my chamber door
-here I opened wide the door;-Darkness there, and nothingmore
And the Raven , never flitting, still is sitting, still On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door: And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor. And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted- nevermore!
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