Collection: Support Great Poetry: No. 2
Submitted by 1922 on Tue, 03/01/2005 - 03:09
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The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe (extract)
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.
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