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On a dreary night, a man was in sorrow for

the loss of his wife, Lenore. While he nodded, nearly

napping there came a sudden tapping as if someone

gently rapping at his chamber door. He thought

it was a visitor and nothing more.

On this bleak December night, with each dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor, the man was in

sorrow for his lost Lenore. So faintly, there came more

tapping, tapping on his chamber door.

Then the man heard a tapping on his window. He

thought it was the wind and nothing more. He opened the shutter and in stepped a stately raven. The

Raven perched himself up on the man's chamber door.

The man went to the door and asked, "Tell me what

thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian Shore!"

The Raven replied, "Nevermore."

The man wondered what kind of name that was. The

Raven spoke that one word as if his soul in that one

word he did outpour. Then the man said, "On the

morrow he will leave me as hopes have flown before."

The man wheeled a velvet chair in front of the Raven. There he sat upon the velvet sinking engaged in

guessing and kept telling the Raven to leave. The

Raven would only reply with, "Nevermore."

The man shrieked, "Get thee back into the tempest

and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume

as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my

loneliness unbroken!"

Eventually, the man died. But the Raven is still

perched up on the man's chamber door with eyes that have all of the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.


Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door- Only this and nothing more.



Tell me what thy lordly name is.

Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Tap Tap Tap

Tap Tap Tap

Quit the bust above my

door!

Nevermore.


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On a dreary night, a man was in sorrow for

the loss of his wife, Lenore. While he nodded, nearly

napping there came a sudden tapping as if someone

gently rapping at his chamber door. He thought

it was a visitor and nothing more.

On this bleak December night, with each dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor, the man was in

sorrow for his lost Lenore. So faintly, there came more

tapping, tapping on his chamber door.

Then the man heard a tapping on his window. He

thought it was the wind and nothing more. He opened the shutter and in stepped a stately raven. The

Raven perched himself up on the man's chamber door.

The man went to the door and asked, "Tell me what

thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian Shore!"

The Raven replied, "Nevermore."

The man wondered what kind of name that was. The

Raven spoke that one word as if his soul in that one

word he did outpour. Then the man said, "On the

morrow he will leave me as hopes have flown before."

The man wheeled a velvet chair in front of the Raven. There he sat upon the velvet sinking engaged in

guessing and kept telling the Raven to leave. The

Raven would only reply with, "Nevermore."

The man shrieked, "Get thee back into the tempest

and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume

as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my

loneliness unbroken!"

Eventually, the man died. But the Raven is still

perched up on the man's chamber door with eyes that have all of the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.


Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door- Only this and nothing more.



Tell me what thy lordly name is.

Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Tap Tap Tap

Tap Tap Tap

Quit the bust above my

door!

Nevermore.


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On a dreary night, a man was in sorrow for

the loss of his wife, Lenore. While he nodded, nearly

napping there came a sudden tapping as if someone

gently rapping at his chamber door. He thought

it was a visitor and nothing more.

On this bleak December night, with each dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor, the man was in

sorrow for his lost Lenore. So faintly, there came more

tapping, tapping on his chamber door.

Then the man heard a tapping on his window. He

thought it was the wind and nothing more. He opened the shutter and in stepped a stately raven. The

Raven perched himself up on the man's chamber door.

The man went to the door and asked, "Tell me what

thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian Shore!"

The Raven replied, "Nevermore."

The man wondered what kind of name that was. The

Raven spoke that one word as if his soul in that one

word he did outpour. Then the man said, "On the

morrow he will leave me as hopes have flown before."

The man wheeled a velvet chair in front of the Raven. There he sat upon the velvet sinking engaged in

guessing and kept telling the Raven to leave. The

Raven would only reply with, "Nevermore."

The man shrieked, "Get thee back into the tempest

and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume

as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my

loneliness unbroken!"

Eventually, the man died. But the Raven is still

perched up on the man's chamber door with eyes that have all of the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.


Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door- Only this and nothing more.



Tell me what thy lordly name is.

Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Tap Tap Tap

Tap Tap Tap

Quit the bust above my

door!

Nevermore.


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On a dreary night, a man was in sorrow for

the loss of his wife, Lenore. While he nodded, nearly

napping there came a sudden tapping as if someone

gently rapping at his chamber door. He thought

it was a visitor and nothing more.

On this bleak December night, with each dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor, the man was in

sorrow for his lost Lenore. So faintly, there came more

tapping, tapping on his chamber door.

Then the man heard a tapping on his window. He

thought it was the wind and nothing more. He opened the shutter and in stepped a stately raven. The

Raven perched himself up on the man's chamber door.

The man went to the door and asked, "Tell me what

thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian Shore!"

The Raven replied, "Nevermore."

The man wondered what kind of name that was. The

Raven spoke that one word as if his soul in that one

word he did outpour. Then the man said, "On the

morrow he will leave me as hopes have flown before."

The man wheeled a velvet chair in front of the Raven. There he sat upon the velvet sinking engaged in

guessing and kept telling the Raven to leave. The

Raven would only reply with, "Nevermore."

The man shrieked, "Get thee back into the tempest

and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume

as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my

loneliness unbroken!"

Eventually, the man died. But the Raven is still

perched up on the man's chamber door with eyes that have all of the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.


Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door- Only this and nothing more.



Tell me what thy lordly name is.

Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Tap Tap Tap

Tap Tap Tap

Quit the bust above my

door!

Nevermore.


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On a dreary night, a man was in sorrow for

the loss of his wife, Lenore. While he nodded, nearly

napping there came a sudden tapping as if someone

gently rapping at his chamber door. He thought

it was a visitor and nothing more.

On this bleak December night, with each dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor, the man was in

sorrow for his lost Lenore. So faintly, there came more

tapping, tapping on his chamber door.

Then the man heard a tapping on his window. He

thought it was the wind and nothing more. He opened the shutter and in stepped a stately raven. The

Raven perched himself up on the man's chamber door.

The man went to the door and asked, "Tell me what

thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian Shore!"

The Raven replied, "Nevermore."

The man wondered what kind of name that was. The

Raven spoke that one word as if his soul in that one

word he did outpour. Then the man said, "On the

morrow he will leave me as hopes have flown before."

The man wheeled a velvet chair in front of the Raven. There he sat upon the velvet sinking engaged in

guessing and kept telling the Raven to leave. The

Raven would only reply with, "Nevermore."

The man shrieked, "Get thee back into the tempest

and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume

as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my

loneliness unbroken!"

Eventually, the man died. But the Raven is still

perched up on the man's chamber door with eyes that have all of the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.


Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door- Only this and nothing more.



Tell me what thy lordly name is.

Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Tap Tap Tap

Tap Tap Tap

Quit the bust above my

door!

Nevermore.


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On a dreary night, a man was in sorrow for

the loss of his wife, Lenore. While he nodded, nearly

napping there came a sudden tapping as if someone

gently rapping at his chamber door. He thought

it was a visitor and nothing more.

On this bleak December night, with each dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor, the man was in

sorrow for his lost Lenore. So faintly, there came more

tapping, tapping on his chamber door.

Then the man heard a tapping on his window. He

thought it was the wind and nothing more. He opened the shutter and in stepped a stately raven. The

Raven perched himself up on the man's chamber door.

The man went to the door and asked, "Tell me what

thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian Shore!"

The Raven replied, "Nevermore."

The man wondered what kind of name that was. The

Raven spoke that one word as if his soul in that one

word he did outpour. Then the man said, "On the

morrow he will leave me as hopes have flown before."

The man wheeled a velvet chair in front of the Raven. There he sat upon the velvet sinking engaged in

guessing and kept telling the Raven to leave. The

Raven would only reply with, "Nevermore."

The man shrieked, "Get thee back into the tempest

and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume

as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my

loneliness unbroken!"

Eventually, the man died. But the Raven is still

perched up on the man's chamber door with eyes that have all of the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.


Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door- Only this and nothing more.



Tell me what thy lordly name is.

Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Tap Tap Tap

Tap Tap Tap

Quit the bust above my

door!

Nevermore.


Create your own at Storyboard That

On a dreary night, a man was in sorrow for

the loss of his wife, Lenore. While he nodded, nearly

napping there came a sudden tapping as if someone

gently rapping at his chamber door. He thought

it was a visitor and nothing more.

On this bleak December night, with each dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor, the man was in

sorrow for his lost Lenore. So faintly, there came more

tapping, tapping on his chamber door.

Then the man heard a tapping on his window. He

thought it was the wind and nothing more. He opened the shutter and in stepped a stately raven. The

Raven perched himself up on the man's chamber door.

The man went to the door and asked, "Tell me what

thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian Shore!"

The Raven replied, "Nevermore."

The man wondered what kind of name that was. The

Raven spoke that one word as if his soul in that one

word he did outpour. Then the man said, "On the

morrow he will leave me as hopes have flown before."

The man wheeled a velvet chair in front of the Raven. There he sat upon the velvet sinking engaged in

guessing and kept telling the Raven to leave. The

Raven would only reply with, "Nevermore."

The man shrieked, "Get thee back into the tempest

and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume

as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my

loneliness unbroken!"

Eventually, the man died. But the Raven is still

perched up on the man's chamber door with eyes that have all of the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.


Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door- Only this and nothing more.



Tell me what thy lordly name is.

Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Tap Tap Tap

Tap Tap Tap

Quit the bust above my

door!

Nevermore.


Create your own at Storyboard That

On a dreary night, a man was in sorrow for

the loss of his wife, Lenore. While he nodded, nearly

napping there came a sudden tapping as if someone

gently rapping at his chamber door. He thought

it was a visitor and nothing more.

On this bleak December night, with each dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor, the man was in

sorrow for his lost Lenore. So faintly, there came more

tapping, tapping on his chamber door.

Then the man heard a tapping on his window. He

thought it was the wind and nothing more. He opened the shutter and in stepped a stately raven. The

Raven perched himself up on the man's chamber door.

The man went to the door and asked, "Tell me what

thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian Shore!"

The Raven replied, "Nevermore."

The man wondered what kind of name that was. The

Raven spoke that one word as if his soul in that one

word he did outpour. Then the man said, "On the

morrow he will leave me as hopes have flown before."

The man wheeled a velvet chair in front of the Raven. There he sat upon the velvet sinking engaged in

guessing and kept telling the Raven to leave. The

Raven would only reply with, "Nevermore."

The man shrieked, "Get thee back into the tempest

and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume

as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my

loneliness unbroken!"

Eventually, the man died. But the Raven is still

perched up on the man's chamber door with eyes that have all of the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.


Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door- Only this and nothing more.



Tell me what thy lordly name is.

Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Tap Tap Tap

Tap Tap Tap

Quit the bust above my

door!

Nevermore.


Create your own at Storyboard That

On a dreary night, a man was in sorrow for

the loss of his wife, Lenore. While he nodded, nearly

napping there came a sudden tapping as if someone

gently rapping at his chamber door. He thought

it was a visitor and nothing more.

On this bleak December night, with each dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor, the man was in

sorrow for his lost Lenore. So faintly, there came more

tapping, tapping on his chamber door.

Then the man heard a tapping on his window. He

thought it was the wind and nothing more. He opened the shutter and in stepped a stately raven. The

Raven perched himself up on the man's chamber door.

The man went to the door and asked, "Tell me what

thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian Shore!"

The Raven replied, "Nevermore."

The man wondered what kind of name that was. The

Raven spoke that one word as if his soul in that one

word he did outpour. Then the man said, "On the

morrow he will leave me as hopes have flown before."

The man wheeled a velvet chair in front of the Raven. There he sat upon the velvet sinking engaged in

guessing and kept telling the Raven to leave. The

Raven would only reply with, "Nevermore."

The man shrieked, "Get thee back into the tempest

and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume

as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my

loneliness unbroken!"

Eventually, the man died. But the Raven is still

perched up on the man's chamber door with eyes that have all of the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.


Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door- Only this and nothing more.



Tell me what thy lordly name is.

Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Tap Tap Tap

Tap Tap Tap

Quit the bust above my

door!

Nevermore.


Create your own at Storyboard That

On a dreary night, a man was in sorrow for

the loss of his wife, Lenore. While he nodded, nearly

napping there came a sudden tapping as if someone

gently rapping at his chamber door. He thought

it was a visitor and nothing more.

On this bleak December night, with each dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor, the man was in

sorrow for his lost Lenore. So faintly, there came more

tapping, tapping on his chamber door.

Then the man heard a tapping on his window. He

thought it was the wind and nothing more. He opened the shutter and in stepped a stately raven. The

Raven perched himself up on the man's chamber door.

The man went to the door and asked, "Tell me what

thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian Shore!"

The Raven replied, "Nevermore."

The man wondered what kind of name that was. The

Raven spoke that one word as if his soul in that one

word he did outpour. Then the man said, "On the

morrow he will leave me as hopes have flown before."

The man wheeled a velvet chair in front of the Raven. There he sat upon the velvet sinking engaged in

guessing and kept telling the Raven to leave. The

Raven would only reply with, "Nevermore."

The man shrieked, "Get thee back into the tempest

and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume

as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my

loneliness unbroken!"

Eventually, the man died. But the Raven is still

perched up on the man's chamber door with eyes that have all of the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.


Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door- Only this and nothing more.



Tell me what thy lordly name is.

Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Nevermore.


Tap Tap Tap

Tap Tap Tap

Quit the bust above my

door!

Nevermore.


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  • Tis some visitor tapping at my chamber door- Only this and nothing more.
  • Tap Tap Tap
  • Tap Tap Tap
  • Nevermore.
  • Tell me what thy lordly name is.
  • On a dreary night, a man was in sorrow for the loss of his wife, Lenore. While he nodded, nearly napping there came a sudden tapping as if someone gently rapping at his chamber door. He thought it was a visitor and nothing more.
  • Nevermore.
  • On this bleak December night, with each dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor, the man was in sorrow for his lost Lenore. So faintly, there came moretapping, tapping on his chamber door.
  • Nevermore.
  • Then the man heard a tapping on his window. He thought it was the wind and nothing more. He opened the shutter and in stepped a stately raven. The Raven perched himself up on the man's chamber door.
  • Quit the bust above my door!
  • Nevermore.
  • The man went to the door and asked, "Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian Shore!"The Raven replied, "Nevermore."
  • The man wondered what kind of name that was. The Raven spoke that one word as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Then the man said, "On the morrow he will leave me as hopes have flown before."
  • The man wheeled a velvet chair in front of the Raven. There he sat upon the velvet sinking engaged in guessing and kept telling the Raven to leave. TheRaven would only reply with, "Nevermore."
  • The man shrieked, "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken!"
  • Eventually, the man died. But the Raven is still perched up on the man's chamber door with eyes that have all of the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.
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