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The Raven
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary
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For my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lenore
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Tapping at my chamber door
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Here I opened wide the door;--- Darkness there, and nothing more.
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Tis' the wind and nothing more.
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A stately raven, of the saintly days of yore,--perched above my chamber door.
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Soul with sorrow laden
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And the lamplight o'er him, throws his shadow on the floor