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, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. `'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more.'
`'Tis some visitor, tapping at my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more.'
Tap, tap, tap
" Quote the raven, ' Nevermore'
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
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