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