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 someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door

"'tis some visitor" I muttered"tapping at my chamber door-----only this and nothing more"

  "prophet" said I, "thing of evil !--- prophet still, if bird or devil !

by that heaven that bends above us---- by that God we both adore

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

From "The Raven"
By Edgar Allen Poe 1809-1849
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