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 Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:45 am
...For the rare and radiant Maiden whom the Angels name Lenore- Nameless here forever more...
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:48 am
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain thrilled-me filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before...
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:51 am
...so that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"...'tis some Visitor entreating entrance at my Chamber-Door, some late Visitor entreating entrance at my Chamber-Door, this is is and nothing more."
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:56 am
Presently my soul grew stronger, hesitating then no longer, "Sir" I said,
"or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:00 am
"...; but the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, and so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my Chamber-Door, that I scarce was sure I heard you"-here I open the door, Darkness there and nothing more...
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:03 am
Deep into the Darkness peering, I long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared dreaming before...
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:07 am
...; but the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, and the only word there spoken was the whispered word "Lenore?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:09 am
This I whispered and an echo murmured back the word "Lenore"-
Merely this and nothing more...
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:12 am
Back into the Chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before...
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:17 am
..."Surely", said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice: Let me see, then thereat is, and this mystery explore, let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;- 'tis the wind and nothing more."
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:21 am
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many flirt and flutter, in stepped a stately Raven, of the Saintly days of yore...
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:25 am
...; Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of Lord or Lady, perched above my Chamber-Door, perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my Chamber-Door, perched and sat, and nothing more...
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:28 am
Then this Ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, by the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore...
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:32 am
..."Though thy Crest be shone or shaven, thou", I said, "art sure no Craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the nightly shore..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:35 am
..."Tell me what thy Lordly name is on the nights' Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
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