...— 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,...name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, though its answer...

...and glare round tragically, and say to the empty air, as if some real creature stood there"Ghastly, grim, and ancient Raven, wandering from the Nightly...thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" "She'd bring up the nasty carrion bird that clear/' corroborated the sick woman reluctantly, "as she...

...molding. It squawked loudly, its beak jerking open, and began to speak in a sinister, scratching voice: Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,...wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," 1 said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell...