The Raven : Edgar Allan Poe : : Death Poems : :

The RavenBY EDGAR ALLAN POEOnce 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 visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— Only thisContinue reading “The Raven : Edgar Allan Poe : : Death Poems : :”

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