

The Raven - Edgar Allen PoeOnce 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 someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door; Only this, and nothing more."The Raven - Edgar Allen Poe
Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lenore,.  
I have search for over ten years to find this poem...this master piece.
I don't know if is moreto it, though, but The Raven is the very inspiration that brought me to the path of artistry.
Again, I thank you for posting the poem. I once again fell insipired.
**and no i didn't spell wrong. i ment to say fell**
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Pancakes are taking over the world. Run...RUN FOR YOU LIVES!!!*munch munch*Yum, tasty.
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