Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pon... and curious volume of forgotten lore-- ...As of some one gently rap... remember it was in the bleak December, ...ught its ghost upon the floor. ...Eagerly I wished the morrow;--vainly I h...m my books surcease of sorrow--sorrow for the lost Lenore-- ...For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-...And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain... that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood r...But the fact is I was nappi...-here I opened wide the door-- ...But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no t...And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Le... echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"-- ...Back into the chamber turning, al... 'Tis the wind and nothing mo...Open here I flung the shutter, when, with...ped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore. ...Not the least obeisance mad...But, with mien of lord or lady, perch...Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above m...Then the ebony bird beguilin...By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore...aven wandering from the Nightly shore-- ...y lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian s... Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."...Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust abo...But the Raven, sitting lone...On the morrow he will leav... Then the bird said "Nevermor...Startled at the stillness broken by...Till the dirges of his Hope that melan... Of 'Never--nevermore.'...But the Raven still beguili...ioned seat in front of bird and bust and d...Then, upon the velvet sinking, I b...t this ominous bird of yore-- ...t, and ominous bird of yore ...To the fowl whose fiery ey...On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,... violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er...Then, methought, the air grew denser, pe...ot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. ...e from thy memories of Lenore! ... Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."...et!" said I, "thing of evil!--prophet stil... Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."...et!" said I, "thing of evil!--prophet stil...ow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, ...sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore-...radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.... Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."..."Be that our sign of parting, bird or fi..."Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian s...ck plume as a token of that lie thy soul h...ess unbroken!--quit the bust above my door!... Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."...And the Raven, never flitti...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above m...d his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is d...And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadows on the floor; ...at lies floating on the floor