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The Raven
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 some one 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 angels 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;-
This 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, and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering,
fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!"
This I 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 again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at 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 and nothing more."
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 a minute 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, and 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, thou," 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 blest with seeing bird above his chamber door-
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such 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 further 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."
Then the bird said, "Nevermore."
Startled at the 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 till his songs one burden bore-
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Of 'Never- nevermore'."
But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy 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-
What 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 bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he
hath sent thee
Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh 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!"
Quoth 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 adore-
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."
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Be that word our sign in 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!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
And 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 demon's 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!
BY,EDAR ALLAN POE
ABOUT ME
My name is Brian...I'm still in school,but this is my last year...I love painting,filming movies,photography,and playing my keyboards.I am a nice easy going person and get along with most people(well not all the time).I am a very quiet person when i'm around new people,but I can be silly and random,or strange at times.I enjoy being in stage crew at my school.I think it's great.I have had an Art Showing at a cafe but still don't consider myself an artist.I go to school Monday through saturday...and on weekends I stay home and paint or go out with friends.But I don't like going out when I have so much to do at home.Art is a big part of my life and enjoy everything that i think is art or I think is great and strange.
INTEREST
music,painting,movies,tattoos,walks,keyboards,drawing, reading,and art
TV SHOWS
Scrubs, Simpsons, Futurama,Family guy,American dad,Will and Grace,South Park,The News...etc
ARTIST
Andy Warhol,Gottfried Helnwein,Salvador Dali,Jean Michel Basquiat,Jackson Pollock...etc...
MOVIES
alice in wonderland,silence of the lambs,hannibal,drop dead fred,beetle juice,edward scissorhands,rose red,willy wonka and the chocolate factory,the exorcist,kill bill v1 & v2,clock work orange,nightmare before chrismas,bride of chucky,mad house,half baked,monster,the lost boys...etc...
MUSIC
marilyn manson,the cure,ozzy osbourne,morrissey,the smiths, afi,a perfect circle,ac-dc,adam ant,alice cooper,audioslave,Bad Religion,The Birthday Massacre,Black Crows,The Black Dahlia Murder,black sabbath,Black Label Society,Blink 182,Blue October,boston,Boy George,Breaking Benjamin,Buckcherry,Bush,bleeding through, berlin,billy idol,Carfax Abbey,cheap trick,The Calling,The Cars,coldplay,Chevelle,Cold,Children Of Bodom,Cindy Lauper,Corvus Corax,Cradle of Filth,The Crüxshadows,The Cult,CULTURE CULB,the cranberries,danzig,david bowie,Damageplan,The Darkness,Dashboard Confessional,Death Cab For Cutie,Deathstars,Deftones,Deicide,Dimmu Borgir,The Divinyls,The Donnas,The Dreamside,Drowning Pool,depeche mode,the doors,dramarama,Echo & the Bunnymen,Edie Brickell,Ego Likeness,Eighteen Visions,Eisbrecher,Eurythmics,Evanescence,Every Time I Die,Faun,Fear Factory,Foo Fighters,Gary Numan,GENERAL REPULIC,Genitorturers,Gwar,God Forbid,Godsmack,Goo Goo Dolls,Green Day,Gwen Stefani,haste the day,Hatebreed,Heart,HIM,Himsa,Hinder,Hot Hot Heat,heroes del silencio,Iced Earth,Ill Niño,In Flames,Incubus,Interpol,Irfan,Iron Butterfly,It Dies Today,Jane's Addiction,Janis Joplin,Joachim Witt,Joan Armatrading,Joan Jett & the Blackhearts,Joan Osborne,Johnny Cash,Joy Division,The Killers,Killswitch Engage,Kiss,Kittie,korn,Ladytron,Lamb Of God,The Last Dance,Led Zeppelin, Letters To Cleo,London After Midnight,Lunascape,Machine Head,Madonna,Maroon 5,Martyr AD,Matchbox20,Material Issue,Matthew Sweet,Megadeth,Metallica,Ministry,The MISFITS,MISSING PERSON,Modern English,Mudvayne,Murderdolls,Nena,Neuroticfish,New Order,Nightwish,NINE INCH NAILS,Nirvana,No Doubt,The Offspring,OMD,OZZY OSBOURNE,PANTERA,Paralysed Age,Pat Benatar,PEARL JAM,PETER SCHILNG, THE POP CULTURE SUICIDES,The Police,The Psychadelic Furs,Puddle Of Mudd,Q Lazzarus,Qntal,Queens Of The Stone Age,Radiohead,Rammstein,ramones,rancid,r.e.m.,Rob Zombie,the rolling stones,Satyricon,Sevendust,Shadows Fall,Sinead O'Connor,Sisters of Mercy,Skinny Puppy,Slayer,SLIPKNOT,smashing pumpkins,soft cell,SOULS OF THE FORGOTTEN,Soundgarden,Spineshank,Stacy Q,Staind,Static-X,Stone Sour,stone tempo pilots,The Strokes,Superjoint Ritual,sublime,system of a down,Tatu,three days grace,Tool,Trivium,Turbonegro,Twisted Sister,The Used,U2,violent femmes,Wednesday 13,The White Stripes,weezer,White Zombie,Within Temptation,Yeah Yeah Yeahs etc....
