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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, while I nodded, nearly napping, rapping at my chamber door. "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door, only this and nothing more".
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "sir" said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But he fact is I was napping and so gently you came rapping and so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,Darkness there and nothing more.
"Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian Shore!"
Till I scarcely more than muttered "other freinds have flown before, on the morrow will he leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
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