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The Raven

Key: F

Introduction:

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And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
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Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before
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Presently, to still the beating of my heart, I 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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Merely this, and nothing more"

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Out into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing
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Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before
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But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token
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And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"
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This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"
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Merely this, and nothing more

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Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning
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Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before
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"Surely," said I, "surely that is someone at my window lattice
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Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore
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Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore
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'Tis the wind and nothing more"

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Open wide I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter
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In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore
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Not the least obeisance made he  not a minute stopped or stayed he
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But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door
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Perched upon a bust of Arice just above my chamber door
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Perched, and sat, and nothing more

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Soon that ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling
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By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore
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"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven
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Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering on the Nightly shore
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Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore"
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Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"

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Now the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
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That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour
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Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered
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Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown before
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On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before"
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Quoth the raven, "Nevermore"

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Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed by an unseen censer
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Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor
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Once more on the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
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Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore
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What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
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Meant in croaking "Nevermore"

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"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
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Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore
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Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted
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On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore
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Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore"
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Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"
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"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil - prophet still, if bird or devil
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By that Heaven stretched above us - by that God we both adore
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Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn
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It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore
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Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore"
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Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"
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"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting
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"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore
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Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken
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Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door
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