[TitlePage]
Title = ''The Raven''
Author = Edgar Allan Poe
Date = January 1845
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[Page1]
Paragraph1 = Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Paragraph2 = Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore--
Paragraph3 = While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
Paragraph4 = As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
Paragraph5 = '''Tis some visitor,'' I muttered, ''tapping at my chamber door-''
Paragraph6 = ''Only this and nothing more.''
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[Page2]
Paragraph1 = "Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;"
Paragraph2 = And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Paragraph3 = "Eagerly I wished the morrow;--vainly I had sought to borrow"
Paragraph4 = From my books surcease of sorrow--sorrow for the lost Lenore--
Paragraph5 = For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore--
Paragraph6 = Nameless here for evermore.
[Page3]
Paragraph1 = And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Paragraph2 = "Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;"
Paragraph3 = So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
Paragraph4 = '''Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door--
Paragraph5 = "Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;--"
Paragraph6 = This it is and nothing more.''
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[Page4]
Paragraph1 = "Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,"
Paragraph2 = "''Sir,'' said I, ''or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;"
Paragraph3 = But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
Paragraph4 = And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
Paragraph5 = "That I scarce was sure I heard you''--here I opened wide the door;--"
Paragraph6 = Darkness there and nothing more.
[Page5]
Paragraph1 = Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Paragraph2 = "Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;"
Paragraph3 = But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
Paragraph4 = And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, ''Lenore?''
Paragraph5 = This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, ''Lenore!''--
Paragraph6 = Merely this and nothing more.
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[Page6]
Paragraph1 = Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Paragraph2 = Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
Paragraph3 = "''Surely,'' said I, ''surely that is something at my window lattice;"
Paragraph4 = Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore--
Paragraph5 = "Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;--"
Paragraph6 = 'Tis the wind and nothing more!''
[Page7]
Paragraph1 = Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
Paragraph2 = "In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;"
Paragraph3 = "Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;"
Paragraph4 = But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door--
Paragraph5 = Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door--
Paragraph6 = Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
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[Page8]
Paragraph1 = Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
Paragraph2 = By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
Paragraph3 = ''Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,'' I said, ''art sure no craven,
Paragraph4 = Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore--
Paragraph5 = Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!''
Paragraph6 = Quoth the Raven ''Nevermore.''
[Page9]
Paragraph1 = Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Paragraph2 = "Though its answer little meaning--little relevancy bore;"
Paragraph3 = For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Paragraph4 = Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door--
Paragraph5 = Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
Paragraph6 = With such name as ''Nevermore.''
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[Page10]
Paragraph1 = But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
Paragraph2 = That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Paragraph3 = Nothing farther then he uttered--not a feather then he fluttered--
Paragraph4 = Till I scarcely more than muttered ''Other friends have flown before--
Paragraph5 = On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before.''
Paragraph6 = Then the bird said ''Nevermore.''
[Page11]
Paragraph1 = Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
Paragraph2 = ''Doubtless,'' said I, ''what it utters is its only stock and store
Paragraph3 = Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Paragraph4 = Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore--
Paragraph5 = Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Paragraph6 = Of 'Never—nevermore'.''
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[Page12]
Paragraph1 = But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Paragraph2 = "Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;"
Paragraph3 = Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Paragraph4 = Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore--
Paragraph5 = What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Paragraph6 = Meant in croaking ''Nevermore.''
[Page13]
Paragraph1 = This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
Paragraph2 = "To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;"
Paragraph3 = This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
Paragraph4 = On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
Paragraph5 = But whose velvet-violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er
Paragraph6 = She shall press, ah, nevermore!
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[Page14]
Paragraph1 = Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Paragraph2 = Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
Paragraph3 = ''Wretch,'' I cried, ''thy God hath lent thee--by these angels he hath sent thee
Paragraph4 = "Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore;"
Paragraph5 = Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!''
Paragraph6 = Quoth the Raven ''Nevermore.''
[Page15]
Paragraph1 = ''Prophet!'' said I, ''thing of evil!--prophet still, if bird or devil!--
Paragraph2 = Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Paragraph3 = Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted--
Paragraph4 = On this home by Horror haunted--tell me truly, I implore--
Paragraph5 = Is there--is there balm in Gilead?--tell me—tell me, I implore!''
Paragraph6 = Quoth the Raven ''Nevermore.''
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[Page16]
Paragraph1 = ''Prophet!'' said I, ''thing of evil!--prophet still, if bird or devil!
Paragraph2 = By that Heaven that bends above us--by that God we both adore--
Paragraph3 = Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
Paragraph4 = It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore--
Paragraph5 = Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.''
Paragraph6 = Quoth the Raven ''Nevermore.''
[Page17]
Paragraph1 = ''Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!'' I shrieked, upstarting--
Paragraph2 = ''Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Paragraph3 = Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Paragraph4 = Leave my loneliness unbroken!--quit the bust above my door!
Paragraph5 = Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!''
Paragraph6 = Quoth the Raven ''Nevermore.''
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[Page18]
Paragraph1 = And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
Paragraph2 = "On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;"
Paragraph3 = And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
Paragraph4 = "And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;"
Paragraph5 = And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Paragraph6 = Shall be lifted--nevermore!
