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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, "There came a tapping, as of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door" But the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; so that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating: ““’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at the chamber door—Only this and nothing more.” Then, with many a flirt and flutter, a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore, appeared.via the TL;DR App
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Written by edgarallanpoe | “Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.”
