...this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,"...Raven wandering from the Nightly shore — Tell me That thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore! " Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear...

...this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore; ' Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,'...Plutonian shore !' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore.' Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so Though its answer little meaning—little relevancy...

...this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,"...the night's Plutonian shore ! '' Quoth the Raven, " Never more." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer...

...chamber-door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebon bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, Ghastly, grim, and ancient Raven, wandering from the...Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little...

...this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,"...Plutonian shore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore !" Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little...

...this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,"...Plutonian shore !" Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little...

...this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance in the hawthorn-tree, When the hen-bird's wing doth rest Quiet marvelled this ungainly fowl to here discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning, little...

...this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, ' Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,'...thy lordly name is on the night's Plutonian shore: Much I marvell'd this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning—little...

...this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy Into smilinj, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore. "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,"...Plutonian shore !" Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little...

...this ebony bird, beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,"...Plutonian shore ?" Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!" Much I marvel'd this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little...