The Raven

Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,

Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before

Once upon a midnight dreary,

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming

Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"

Desolate, yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—