The Raven Quiz Stats

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Over many a quaint and curious volume offorgotten lore
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Once upon a midnight dreary,while I pondered, weak and weary,
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Only this,and nothing more.'
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While I nodded, nearly napping,suddenly there came a tapping,
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As of some one gently rapping,rapping at my chamber door.
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Nameless herefor evermore.
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Ah, distinctly I rememberit was in the bleak December,
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Quoth the Raven,'Nevermore.'
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This it is,and nothing more.'
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''Tis some visitor,' I muttered,'tapping at my chamber door-
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Darkness there,and nothing more.
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And each separate dying emberwrought its ghost upon the floor.
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From my books surcease of sorrow-sorrow for the lost Lenore-
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Merely this,and nothing more.
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'Tis the windand nothing more.'
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Quoth the Raven,'Nevermore.'
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With such name as'Nevermore.'
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''Tis some visitor entreating entranceat my chamber door-
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Then the bird said,'Nevermore.'
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Some late visitor entreating entranceat my chamber door;-
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Shall be lifted-nevermore!
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Meant in croaking'Nevermore.'
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Eagerly I wished the morrow;-vainly I had sought to borrow
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Quoth the Raven,'Nevermore.'
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And so faintly you came tapping,tapping at my chamber door,
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Of 'Never-nevermore'.'
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And the silken sad uncertainrustling of each purple curtain
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Perched, and sat,and nothing more.
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She shall press, ah,nevermore!
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Quoth the Raven,'Nevermore.'
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Quoth the Raven,'Nevermore.'
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For the rare and radiant maidenwhom the angels name Lenore-
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So that now, to still the beatingof my heart, I stood repeating,
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Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortalsever dared to dream before;
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Presently my soul grew stronger;hesitating then no longer,
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Thrilled me- filled me withfantastic terrors never felt before;
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'Sir,' said I, 'or Madam,truly your forgiveness I implore;
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That I scarce was sure I heard you'-here I opened wide the door;-
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But the fact is I was napping,and so gently you came rapping,
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And the only word there spokenwas the whispered word, 'Lenore!'
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Back into the chamber turning,all my soul within me burning,
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Deep into that darkness peering,long I stood there wondering, fearing,
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Perched upon a bust of Pallasjust above my chamber door-
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Soon again I heard a tappingsomewhat louder than before.
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Then this ebony bird beguilingmy sad fancy into smiling,
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'Surely,' said I, 'surely that issomething at my window lattice:
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Let me see, then, what thereat is,and this mystery explore-
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Open here I flung the shutter, when,with many a flirt and flutter,
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'Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said,'art sure no craven,
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Let my heart be still a momentand this mystery explore;-
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Not the least obeisance made he;not a minute stopped or stayed he;
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But, with mien of lord or lady,perched above my chamber door-
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In there stepped a stately ravenof the saintly days of yore;
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But the silence was unbroken,and the stillness gave no token,
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Though its answer little meaning-little relevancy bore;
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This I whispered, and an echomurmured back the word, 'Lenore!'-
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That one word, as if his soul in that one wordhe did outpour.
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By the grave and stern decorumof the countenance it wore.
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Tell me what thy lordly name ison the Night's Plutonian shore!'
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For we cannot help agreeingthat no living human being
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Bird or beast upon the sculptured bustabove his chamber door,
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And the Raven, never flitting,still is sitting, still is sitting
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Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird,and bust and door;
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Much I marvelled this ungainly fowlto hear discourse so plainly,
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Ever yet was blest with seeingbird above his chamber door-
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'Prophet!' said I, 'thing of evil!-prophet still, if bird or devil!-
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'Doubtless,' said I, 'what it uttersis its only stock and store,
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Till I scarcely more than muttered,'other friends have flown before-
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Nothing further then he uttered-not a feather then he fluttered-
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Startled at the stillness brokenby reply so aptly spoken,
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'Prophet!' said I, 'thing of evil-prophet still, if bird or devil!
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Caught from some unhappy masterwhom unmerciful Disaster
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Ghastly grim and ancient ravenwandering from the Nightly shore-
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Clasp a rare and radiant maidenwhom the angels name Lenore.'
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On the pallid bust of Pallasjust above my chamber door;
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On the morrow he will leave me,as my hopes have flown before.'
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Take thy beak from out my heart,and take thy form from off my door!'
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But the Raven still beguilingall my fancy into smiling,
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It shall clasp a sainted maidenwhom the angels name Lenore-
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'Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend,'I shrieked, upstarting-
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By that Heaven that bends above us-by that God we both adore-
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What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gauntand ominous bird of yore
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Swung by Seraphim whose footfallstinkled on the tufted floor.
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But the raven, sitting lonelyon the placid bust, spoke only
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Then upon the velvet sinking,I betook myself to linking
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And his eyes have all the seemingof a demon's that is dreaming,
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To the fowl whose fiery eyes nowburned into my bosom's core;
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Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempesttossed thee here ashore,
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This I sat engaged in guessing,but no syllable expressing
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Fancy unto fancy, thinkingwhat this ominous bird of yore-
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Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepentheand forget this lost Lenore!'
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Is there- is there balm in Gilead?-tell me- tell me, I implore!'
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'Wretch,' I cried, 'thy God hath lent thee-by these angels he hath sent thee
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Till the dirges of his Hopethat melancholy burden bore
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This and more I sat divining,with my head at ease reclining
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'Get thee back into the tempestand the Night's Plutonian shore!
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Followed fast and followed fastertill his songs one burden bore-
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Leave my loneliness unbroken!-quit the bust above my door!
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Then methought the air grew denser,perfumed from an unseen censer
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And the lamplight o'er him streamingthrows his shadow on the floor;
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And my soul from out that shadowthat lies floating on the floor
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On the cushion's velvet liningthat the lamplight gloated o'er,
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But whose velvet violet liningwith the lamplight gloating o'er,
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Leave no black plume as a tokenof that lie thy soul hath spoken!
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On this home by horror haunted-tell me truly, I implore-
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Respite- respite and nepenthe,from thy memories of Lenore!
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Desolate yet all undaunted,on this desert land enchanted-
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Tell this soul with sorrow laden if,within the distant Aidenn,
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