The Raven – Edgar Allan Poe (Poem & 1909 film)

Once 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 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 for the rare and radiant maiden whom the angel's name Lenore nameless here for evermore and the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain thrilled me filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before so that now to still the beating of my heart I stood repeating tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door as it is and nothing more presently my soul grew stronger hesitating then no longer sir said I or madam truly your forgiveness I implore but the fact is I was napping and so gently you came rapping and so faintly you came tapping tapping at my chamber door that I scarce was sure I heard you here I opened wide the door darkness there nothing more deep into that darkness peering long I stood there wondering fearing doubting dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before but the silence was unbroken and the darkness gave no token and the only word there spoken was the whispered word at ha this I whispered and an echo murmured back the word Oh merely this and nothing more head into the chamber turning all my soul within me burning soon I heard again a tapping somewhat louder than before surely said I surely there is something on my window lattice let me see then what thereat is and this mystery explore let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore tis the wind nothing borne open here I flung the shutter when with many a flirt and flutter in there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore not the least obeisance made he not an instant stopped or stayed he but with mien of Lord or lady perched above my chamber door perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door perched and sat nothing more then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling by the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore though thy crest be shorn and shaven down I said art sure no Craven ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the nightly Shore tell me what thy lordly name is on the night's Plutonian Shore quoth the raven nevermore much i marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly though its answer little meaning–little relevancy bore for we cannot help agreeing that no living human being ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door with such a name as Nevermore but the Raven sitting lonely on the Placid bust spoke only that one word as if his soul in that one word he did outpour nothing farther then he uttered not a feather then he fluttered till I scarcely more than muttered other friends have flown before on the morrow he will leave me as my hopes have flown before quit the raven nevermore wandering its stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken doubtless said i what it utters is its only stock and store caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster followed fast and followed faster so when hope he would a jaw stern despair returned instead of the sweet hope he dared a jaw that's a dancer Nevermore but the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door then upon the velvet sinking I betook myself to linking fancy unto fancy thinking what this ominous bird of yore with this grim ungainly ghastly gaunt and ominous bird of yore meant in croaking Nevermore this I sat engaged in guessing but no syllable expressing to the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosoms core this and more i sat divining with my head at ease reclining on the cushions velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er but whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating over she shall press ah Nevermore then methought the air grew denser perfumed from an unseen censer swung by angels whose faint footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor wretch I cried that God had lent thee by these angels he hath sent thee respite respite and Nepenthe from thy memories of lenore let me quaff this kind Nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore quoth the raven nevermore prophet said I thing of evil prophet still if bird or devil whether tempter sent or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore desolate yet all undaunted on this desert land enchanted on this home by horror haunted tell me truly I implore is there is there balm in Gilead tell me tell me I implore of the raven nevermore prophet said I thing of evil prophet still if bird or devil by that heaven that bends above us by that god we both the door tell this soul with sorrow laden if within the distant aidenn it shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name lenore clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name lenore nevermore be that word our sign of parting bird or fiend i shrieked upstarting get thee back into the tempest and the night's plutonian shore leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken leave my loneliness unbroken quit the bust above my door take thy beak from out my heart and take thy form from off my door the raven nevermore the Raven never flitting still is sitting still is sitting on the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door and his eyes have all the seeming of a demons that is dreaming and the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor and my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor shall be lifted Nevermore you

9 thoughts on “The Raven – Edgar Allan Poe (Poem & 1909 film)

  1. I know of the poem and seen parodies (Mad Magazine) but have never read nor heard it before. Excellent stuff. Thank you so much.

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