...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 someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
" 'tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door...
only this and nothing more...
The Raven by E.A. Poe
