"Once upon a midnight dreary, while i pondered, weak and weary..."
...Devil Bird...leave...no more...
"...Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days yore..."
"..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 fiend!.... Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door! Quoth the Raven 'Nevermore'"
"...And the lamp-light 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!"