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Once upon a midnight dreary...
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while I pondered,
weak and weary...
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over many a quaint and curious
volume of forgotten lore...
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while I nodded,
nearly napping...
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suddenly there came a tapping...
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as of someone gently rapping...
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rapping at my chamber door.
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"'Tis some visitor,"
l muttered...
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"Tapping at my chamber door...
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"only this, and nothing more."
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Distinctly I remember
it was in the bleak December...
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and each separate dying ember...
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wrought its ghost
upon the floor.
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Eagerly I wished
the morrow...
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vainly I had sought to borrow...
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from my books
surcease of sorrow...
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sorrow for the lost Lenore...
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for the rare
and radiant maiden...
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whom the angels name Lenore.
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Nameless here forevermore.
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And the silken sad
uncertain rustling...
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of each purple curtain
thrilled me...
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filled me with fantastic
terrors never felt before.
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So that now, to still
the beating of my heart...
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l stood repeating...
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"'Tis some visitor entreating
entrance at my chamber door.
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"Some late visitor entreating
entrance at my chamber door.
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"This it is...
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"and nothing more."