...front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore —...ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore." Apart from more, the matching of dreary and weary, and napping and rapping in the first stanza is not...

...speaker sits in the velvet chair that was her habitual resting place in order to compose his poem: This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall...

...front of bird and bust and door Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore — What this grim, ungainly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking 'Nevermore.' — Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven, 1845...

...thereat is" ... which are triumphs in their way. There is metric absurdity and bathetic overwriting: "What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore/ Meant in croaking 'Nevermore!'" There is witless alliteration and assonance rather than true punning: "Whether Tempter sent, or whether...

...front of bird, and bust and door; then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore —...reclining 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...

...he was thinking Thinking about me, an ominous bird of yore, as he stared without blinkingWhat I, a grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore." This he sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing My fowl fiery eyes now burned into his bosom's...