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  1. By Edgar Allan Poe. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—. While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—.

  2. Speaker: A man grieving the loss of Lenore. Emotions Evoked: Dishonesty, Fear, Grief. Poetic Form: Narrative. Time Period: 19th Century. This poem is a haunting and melancholic poem that explores themes of grief, loss, and mortality. It showcases Edgar Allan Poe's skillful use of language. View Poetry + Review Corner.

  3. Edgar Allan Poe. 1809 –. 1849. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door— "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door—

  4. El cuervo ( inglés: The Raven) es un poema narrativo escrito por Edgar Allan Poe, publicado por primera vez en 1845. Constituye su composición poética más famosa, ya que le dio reconocimiento internacional. Son notables su musicalidad, el lenguaje estilizado y la atmósfera sobrenatural que logra recrear.

  5. en.wikipedia.org › wiki › The_RavenThe Raven - Wikipedia

    " The Raven " is a narrative poem by American writer Edgar Allan Poe. First published in January 1845, the poem is often noted for its musicality, stylized language, and supernatural atmosphere. It tells of a distraught lover who is paid a mysterious visit by a talking raven.

  6. The Raven now takes on supernatural qualities—he is no longer a normal bird that learned a word from a former master, but the embodiment of death, the Devil's orders, and evil.

  7. 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 lamp-light 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 ...

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