The Raven<br>Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,<br>Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,<br>While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,<br>As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.<br>`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -<br>Only this, and nothing more.'<br>Edgar Allan Poe
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