Presently my soul grew stronger hesitating then no longer, ![]() Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door. `'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door. So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before `'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -Īh, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,Īnd each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.Įagerly I wished the morrow - vainly I had sought to borrowįrom my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -įor the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -Īnd the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,Īs of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, ![]() Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
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