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Edgar Allan Poe. XXIII . BUT UT the raven still beguiling All my sad soul into smiling , Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door . Then upon the velvet sinking , I betook myself to linking l 1 XXIV .
XXV . THIS I sat engaged in guessing , But no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core . This and more I sat divining , With my head at ease reclining XXVI . ON the cushion's velvet lining That ...
ON the cushion's velvet lining That the lamplight gloated o'er , But whose velvet violet lining , With the lamplight gloating o'er , She shall press — ah ! nevermore ! XXVII . THEN , methought , the air grew Perfumed.
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The Raven is a legendary poem, but within the other poems included are more words that will ring with great familiarity. Beautifully flowing poetry from an iconic author. Read full review
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The way the poem flows is beautiful. It makes you want to keep reading. And the illustrations are gorgeous. A dark poem about a man who has lost his love, Lenore. He hears someone knocking at his ... Read full review