Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1845-02-27
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From he American Rerier.
T. He VEN.


THE RAVEN.
DIX EDGAR a. roE.A
Once upon midnight dreary, while p8Ddered weak spd
weary,
Over many quaint and curious volume Of forgoe en- lore
While nodded near, mapping suddenly there tapping
As Of some gently rapping tapping my chamber door,
lis vsef, lmuered, tapping my chamber door
Only this, and nothing more"
All distinctly remember it was In the bleak December
And each separate dying ember upon The floor
Eagerly wished the morrow vainy had tried TO borrow
From books for he
For and radiant maiden whom Lenore
Nameless here for eYermore,
And the .ken sad uncertain rusng purue curtain
Thrilled mehlled with fantastic terors felt before
So that still the beating of my heart stood repeating
"fs visiter enreang my chamber door
Some late vser entreatng my chamber door:
This tits, and nothing more"
Presently my soul grew sronger hestang then no longer
"Sir said Madam truly your forgiveness implore;
But the fact nappng and gently you tapping
Aad family tsppsg tapping my chamber door
That sure beard yoa-hers opened wide the
Darkness there, and nsthns mors.
Deep that darkness peeng long stood there wondering
Doub.ns dreaming dream. no morris. ever dared to dream
But the silence unboken and the darkness gave token
And the only word there spoken the whispered word
This whispered an echo murmursd back the word
Merely this. aud nothing more.
Then into the chamber turning all my soul within burning
Soon heard again tapping somewha: louder than BEFORE
Surely" said surely that something my window lattice;
Let then what thersat TO- and this mystery explore
Let heart be sti and this mystery explore;
It's the wiod, and nothing :"
Open hero flung tho shutter when with many rt and auser
Ia there slept stately Of the sanity days yore
Not the least obeance he instant stopped
with ms, of perehed above my chamber door
Perehed upon bsst of Paas just above chamber door
Perchod, and sat, and nothing
Then this ebony bird beguilng my sad fancy into smiling
By tho grave and decorum tho woe
Though thy Greet be shorn and shaven thou" said
craven.
Ghssy grim and ancient wandering from tho Nightly
shore
Tell me what thy lordy the Nights Putonian shore
Quoth the raven 's Nevermore."
Much msrveed this ungany fowl hear discourse so plainly
Though its little msanng-ittle relevancy bore;
For cannot help agreeing that sublunary being
Ever yet blessed with seeing bird above his chamber
Bird beast upon the scupured bust above his chamber
With such name "Nevermors."
But the raven sitting lonely the placid bust spoke only
That word his soul in that word he did oupour
Nothing farther then utterednota feather
Till scarcely more than mutteed "Orher friends have flown
On the he will leave my hopes have flown before
Then the bird said Nevermore"
Startled the stiffness broken by reply so spty spoken
Doubtless said what only stock store
Caught from unhappy whom unmecu Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs burden
Till the dges Of his Hope the melancholy burden bore,
Ncvermore-ah nevermore!"
But the still beguilng all my sad soul into smiling
Straight wheeled cushioned in font of bird and bust
and door;
Then upon the velvet sinking betook myself linking
Fancy fancy, thinking what this omnous bird of yore
What this GRIM ungan shast gaun and ominous bird
Meant in croaking "Nevermore."
This engaged in guessing but syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes burned my boso
This and dvining, with my head reclining
On the cushions velvet Inning that the ampgh goaed DER,
But whose velvet violet lining with the ampght goang Ger
She shall press, alb, Neyermore!
Them methougbt the air grew denet peromed from an un-
a.as
Swung by angels whose faint tpkled the ufed floor
Wretch" cried, Thy God hath lent heeby these angels
he hath sent thee
and Nepente from thy memories OF Leonore
Let qua this kind Nepenhe and forget this lost Leonore
Quoth the raven, "Neyermore."
Prophet" saidT thing ofev!pophe STILL fbird DEVIL
Whether Tempter sent whether tempest tossed thee here
ashore,
Desoae yet all undaunted this desert land erchanied
Ga this home by Horror haunedel truly, implore
Is lhere-s there bamin Glead tell me-te Implore
Quoth the raven, Nevermore."
Prophet" said l. thing prophet STILL fbrd DEVIL
By that Heaven that bends sboveby that God both adore
Tell this soul with laden it, within the distant Aidenu
shall clasp an ted maiden whom the angels Leonoe
and radiant maiden whom the angels
Quoh the raven, "Nevermore."
Be that word sign opartng, bird end," shrieked
upstartng-
Get thee back into the tempest and the Nights Putonan
Leave black plume token of lie thy hath spoken
Leave my loneliness unbrokenqu the bust above my door
Take thy bea from my heart and take thy form from
my door"
Quoth the raven, "Neyermore."
And the fitting, still sitting still is sitting
On the pad bust of Palas just above my chamber door,
And his eyes have all the seeming Of demon that is dreaming
And the ampght DER him streaming throws his shadow
the floor;
And soul from that shadow that lies Coating on the floor
Shall be lifted-Nevermore!
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