Quoth The Raven β 404
Once 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.
ββTis some visitor,β I muttered,
βtapping at my chamber door β
Only this and nothing more.β
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