The Raven Tag

The Raven by E. A. Poe 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 someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “ ‚T is some visitor, “ 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 IRead More