The Raven | Text of the Poem

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 visiter,” I muttered, “tapping at my 
          chamber door— 
      Only this and nothing more.”

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak 
          December; 
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost 
          upon the floor. 
Eagerly I wished the...

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