Once upon a midnight dreary, while i pondered, weak and weary(line 1)
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. (line 4)
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".
"be that word our sign of parting, bird or friend!" i shrieked, upstarting.
and the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting.
man vs. self "on the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.