And the Raven, never flitting,

Still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas

Just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming
Of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming

Throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow,

That lies floating on the floor,

Shall be lifted-NEVERMORE!

Und der Rabe weichet nimmer,

Sißt noch immer, sißt nod, immer
Auf der blassen Pallasbüste

Ob der Thüre body und hebr ;
Sißt mit geisterhaftem Munkeln,
Seine Feueraugen funkeln
Gar dämonisch in dem dunkeln,

Düstern Schatten um ihn her ;
Und mein Geist wird aus dem Sdatten,

Ten er breitet um mich her,

Sid) erheben – nimmermehr!

The Bells.

I.

Hear the sledges with the bells

ear the sledges with the bells

Silver bells!

What a world of merriment their melody foretells!

How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,

In the icy air of night!
While the stars that oversprinkle
All the heavens, seem to twinkle

With a crystalline delight;
Keeping time, time, time,

In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells

From the bells, bells, bells, bells,

Bells, bells, bells
From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.

Die Glocken.

I.

ört die Schlittenglödden hell

Silberbell !
Weldy' unendlich frohe Lust verkündet ihr Geschel !

Wie sie bimmeln, bimmeln, bimmeln,

In der eisig kalten Nacht!
Während an den fernen Himmeln
Auf und ab die Sterne wimmeln,

Funkelnd in krystal'ner Pracht;
Schwirrend sacyt, sacht, facht,

Bei dem Zaubertakt der Nacht,
Zu dem musikalisch süßen, freudebringenden Geschel,
Das so bell, bell, bell, bell,

Hell, bell, beli
Zu dem Wimmeln und dem Bimmeln silberbell.

II.

Hear the mellow wedding bells

Golden bells!
What a world of happiness their harmony foretells !

Through the balmy air of night
How they ring out their delight!
From the molten-golden notes,

And all in tune,

What a liquid ditty floats
To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats

On the moon !
Oh, from out the sounding cells,
What a gush of euphony voluminously wells !

How it swells!

How it dwells
On the Future ! how it tells

Of the rapture that impels
To the swinging and the ringing

Of the bells, bells, bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,

Bells, bells, bells-
To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells !