The Greene County Republican. [volume] (Waynesburg, Pa.) 185?-1867, 1867-04-03
THE RAVEN.

have been his !
THE RAVEN.
Once upon midnight drcary,
While pondcred, weak and weary,
Over many quaint and curious volume
of forgotten lore;
While no idcd, nearly mapping,
Suddenly there came u tapping,
As ofsome one gently rapping,
Rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor" muttercd,
Tapping at my chamber door
Only this and nothing more.
Ah distinctly remember
1t was in the bleak December,
And each separate flying cmbcr wrought
its ghost upon the floor,
Eagerly wished the morrow =.
Vainly had sought to borrow
From my books surccase of SORROW
Sorrow tor the lost Lcnore--
For the rare and radiant maiden
Whom the angels name Lenore--
Namcess here tOrevermore.
And the silken and uncertain
Rustng of each purple curtain,
Thrilled me-iiIed me with fantastic ter
rors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating
or my heart, stood repeating
lis some visitor entrcating
Entrance at my chamber door
SOME late visitor entrcatng
Entrance at my chamber door;
This il is and nothing more.
Presently my soul grew stronger;
Hesilaing then no longer,
''Srr, " said 'or madam truly your for
giveness implore
But the fact is, was mapping.
And so gently you came rapping,
And 80 family you came tapping,
Tapping at my chamber door,
That scarce was sure heard yOu''-
Here opened wide the door -
Darkness there and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering,
Long stood there wondering fearing,
Doubling dreaming dreams no mortals
ever Jared to dream before;
But the silence was unbrOken,
And the Stiffness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken.
w Was the whispered word "Lenore."
This whispered and an echo
Murmured back the word, "Lenore :"
Merely this and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning,
All my soul within me burning,
Soon nrnin Leorl ,nnnnr oor,o,,i,,
louder than before ''0''s
"Surcly" said !, 'surely that is
Something at my window lattice;
Let me see, then what thercat is
And this mystery explore
Let my hear. be still moment,
And this mystery explore
Ills the wind and nothing more"
Open here fIunp the shuttor
When with many n tlirt and tln,tor
In there stennrd n Sta,nIv p 'vor of ,,o
sanity dnvs Of vore -''''A Vi 'n'
Not the least obcisonce modo ho.
But with men of lord or lady.
Perched above my chamber door.
Perched upon bust of Pallas
Just above my chamber door
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Than tb;s ohor, h;rd ro,,,;,;,r
Nv, sad S",s ,,ro 10y ~ oau .,,,,., Hve"ins
pv thn grnra .I.o '",,S' "nh otnu, dooo, 90 A.,
~ ,so ,,u s,a,o u,. !, .aua sSo.h uoooru'i Vi the
.srhorn,' ,h,, n"oo, ~, =. VIZ, "t,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven
Wandering from the nightly shore--
Tell me what Inv lnrdlv name Il
On the nights Plutonian shore ~
Ouoth the Raven. .Neyermore
W'.,i Wuun - i,i'lse,:eu hi: lnls ungalnE
fo"1 IN, W. nen' u'scoursc 80 panty, r.,
AnouSl l.s answer hllie heahipg-i'tle
rcleV"ncy pore
Ever vet vo w was hlaSsoI ha"1' n;th UnS soo,rc
R;rJ ohnuo o'.I L;s oh WV" s'J,n Sn,
Rird or hoaS, ,,rnn ,,,' ,,a I"W so,,l,,,roa un
Rust bS obovai uibH hi, , ohon'har SI!s%,eu Snor
VIII suoh ra,ra ,r ui,',pa. na ',Wo.o,o u"U,,
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49,.
D Du' tlle raven siltmg lonely
VII ma. @ placlu ous,' SPOKE only
inat one Woi9' as II his soul IN that one
N.,,,, Wofu i.i ne aiu outpour'
1Till Ti 'ec scarce,u ,num ore nc ,han ",ee ,.orod
..O1Sor fr;,rIS miob how" ,n"T annn eafu, hafo,,o
On tho morrow he viii M leave "n me ''''
As NV bones bova Ho,,, nv, hsf,ror
Tba, tho opr Md % sa;d IN s,Mn,oS',,nro nSu
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