It was midnight
And I pondered ,weak and weary
Over many
Volume of forgotten lore ...

And I heard someone rapping
While i nodded, nearly napping
Rapping at my chamber door

" 'Tis some visiter," I muttered,
" tapping at my chamber door ...
Only this and nothing more. "

And the rustling of the purple curtain
And the blowing of the winter wind
Filled my heart with fantastic terror
That I never felt before...

And there'someone rapping at my chamber door.

I open the door

Deep into the darkness peering
Long I stood there, wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams
Anyone dream before

Into my chamber I came back

Then the tapping came more louder
'T'was out of my window
" Let me see, let the mystery explore
'Tis the wind and nothing more ..."

I open the shutter
And with many flutter
In there stepped a Raven
Who's black, but not craven

From black past he came
No one knew his name
He sat near the door
He came from Nigth' shore

Quoth the Raven
Nevermore

Prophet!
Thing of evil!
Prophet still ...
Bird or Devil!

On this home by Horror haunted
Can my life return ?
Tell me .. Tell me .. I implore ..


From black past he came
No one knew his name
He sat near the door
He came from Nigth' shore

Quoth the Raven
Nevermore

"Be that word our sign of parting"
"Leave my loneliness unbroken -
Quit the bust above my door !"

Quoth the Raven
Nevermore

You are still sitting
Never flitting
Just above my chamber door ...
And my soul lies floating
On the floor...

You shall lift ....
NEVERMORE !