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The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Raven, by Edgar Allan Poe
This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or
re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org
Title: The Raven
Author: Edgar Allan Poe
Commentator: Edmund C. Stedman
Illustrator: Gustave Doré
Release Date: November 30, 2005 [EBook #17192]
[Last updated: October 6, 2012]
Language: English
Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1
*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE RAVEN ***
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Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net.
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<h1>THE RAVEN</h1>
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<td align="center">
<span class="smcap">By</span><br />
<h2>EDGAR ALLAN POE</h2>
</td>
<td align="center">
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
</td>
<td align="center">
ILLUSTRATED<br />
<h2><span class="smcap">By</span> GUSTAVE DOR&Eacute;</h2>
</td>
</tr>
</table>
</div>
<p class="center"><big>WITH COMMENT BY EDMUND C. STEDMAN</big></p>
<p class="center">NEW YORK</p>
<p class="center">
<small>HARPER &amp; BROTHERS, PUBLISHERS, FRANKLIN SQUARE</small><br />
<small>1884</small>
</p>
<p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p>
<p class="center">
<small>Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1883, by</small
><br />
<small>HARPER &amp; BROTHERS,</small><br />
<small>In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington.</small>
</p>
<p class="center">
<i><small>All rights reserved.</small></i>
</p>
<hr style="width: 65%" />
<p>
<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span>
</p>
<h2><a name="THE_POEM" id="THE_POEM"></a>THE POEM.</h2>
<hr style="width: 65%" />
<p>
<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span>
</p>
<p><br /></p>
<p>
<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span>
</p>
<hr style="width: 65%" />
<p>
<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span>
</p>
<p><br /></p>
<p>
<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span>
</p>
<h2><a name="THE_RAVEN" id="THE_RAVEN"></a>THE RAVEN.</h2>
<div class="poem">
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>"'T is some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber
door&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Only this, and nothing more."<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Eagerly I wished the morrow:&mdash;vainly I had sought to borrow<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>From my books surcease of sorrow&mdash;sorrow for the lost
Lenore&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Nameless here for evermore.<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Thrilled me&mdash;filled me with fantastic terrors never felt
before;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>"'T is some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Some late visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door;&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">This it is, and nothing more."<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span>
<span class="i0"
>Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>That I scarce was sure I heard you"&mdash;here I opened wide the
door;&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Darkness there, and nothing more.<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering,
fearing,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!"<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Merely this and nothing more.<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Soon again I heard a tapping, somewhat louder than before.<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">'T is the wind and nothing more!"<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and
flutter,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore.<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed
he;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber
door&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Perched, and sat, and nothing more.<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span>
<span class="i0"
>Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no
craven,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly
shore,&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Though its answer little meaning&mdash;little relevancy bore;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber
door&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">With such name as "Nevermore."<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Nothing further then he uttered&mdash;not a feather then he
fluttered&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown
before&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>On the morrow <i>he</i> will leave me, as my hopes have flown
before."<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Then the bird said, "Nevermore."<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden
bore&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Of 'Never&mdash;nevermore.'"<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span>
<span class="i0"
>But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and
door;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Meant in croaking "Nevermore."<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er<br
/></span>
<span class="i10"><i>She</i> shall press, ah, nevermore!<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen
censer<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee&mdash;by these angels he
hath sent thee<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Respite&mdash;respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!"<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!&mdash;prophet still, if bird or
devil!&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>On this home by Horror haunted&mdash;tell me truly, I
implore&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Is there&mdash;<i>is</i> there balm in Gilead?&mdash;tell
me&mdash;tell me, I implore!"<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span>
<span class="i0"
>"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil&mdash;prophet still, if bird or
devil!<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>By that Heaven that bends above, us&mdash;by that God we both
adore&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>"Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked,
upstarting&mdash;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Leave my loneliness unbroken!&mdash;quit the bust above my door!<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my
door!"<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."<br /></span>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0"
>And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the
floor;<br
/></span>
<span class="i0"
>And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor<br
/></span>
<span class="i10">Shall be lifted&mdash;nevermore!<br /></span>
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<li><a href="/document/burns">Poems and Songs of Robert Burns</a></li>
<li><a href="/document/doyle">The Disappearance of Lady Carfax, by Arthur Conan Doyle</a></li>
<li><a href="/document/tolstoy">Anna Karenina, by Leo Tolstoy</a></li>
<li><a href="/document/doyle"><i>The Disappearance of Lady Carfax</i>, by Arthur Conan Doyle</a></li>
<li><a href="/document/tolstoy"><i>Anna Karenina</i>, by Leo Tolstoy</a></li>
<li><a href="/document/raven"><i>The Raven</i> by Edgar Allen Poe</a> (light text on dark background)</li>
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