Who could be rapping and rapping at my chamber door "tis some visitor" I muttered "tapping at my chamber door only this and nothing more."
"tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door this it is,and nothing more."
Shew fly away get off my chamber door you stupid bird.
It was a cold dreary night while i pondered weak and weary to my self.
Sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain thrilled me filled me with fantastic terrors i never felt before and still stood repeating "tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door this it is,and nothing more."
Open here i flung the shutter,when,with many a flirt and flutter in there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of you
ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door.Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door.then the bird said one word"nevermore" it said.
then the bird said "nevermore" still sitting on my chamber door this i sat engaged in guessing ,but no syllable expressing
The raven still sitting there on my chamber door and his eyes all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming .