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One Upon a Midnight Dreary, While I Pondered Weak and Weary.
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Nameless here for evermore.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before.
Back into my chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping something louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice; Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore- Let my heart be still a moment, and this mystery explore;- 'Tis the wind and nothing more."
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore.
For we cannot help agreeing that no human being Ever yet was blessed upon the sculpted bust above his chamber door, Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore"
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