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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, tapping at my chamber door
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door
Only this, and nothing more"
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore
Nameless here for evermore
( Am )
Am G
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
F G
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before
Am C
Presently, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
F G
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door
Em F
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door
G Am
Merely this, and nothing more"
( G F G Am C F G )
Am G
Out into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing
F G
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before
Am C
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token
F G
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"
Em F
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"
G Am
Merely this, and nothing more
( Am )
Am G
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning
F G
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before
Am C
"Surely," said I, "surely that is someone at my window lattice
F G
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore
Em F
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore
G Am
'Tis the wind and nothing more"
( Am )
Am G
Open wide I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter
F G
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore
Am C
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he
F G
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door
Em F
Perched upon a bust of Arice just above my chamber door
G Am
Perched, and sat, and nothing more
( G F G Am C F G )
Am G
Soon that ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling
F G
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore
Am C
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven
F G
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering on the Nightly shore
Em F
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore"
G Am
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"
( Am )
Am G
Now the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
F G
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour
Am C
Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered
F G
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown before
Em F
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before"
G Am
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore"
( Am )
Am G
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed by an unseen censer
F G
Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor
Am C
Once more on the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
F G
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore
Em F
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
G Am
Meant in croaking "Nevermore"
( G F G Am C F G )
Am G
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
F G
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore
Am C
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted
F G
On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore
Em F
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore"
G Am
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"
Am G
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil - prophet still, if bird or devil
F G
By that Heaven stretched above us - by that God we both adore
Am C
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn
F G
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore
Em F
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore"
G Am
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"
Am G
"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting
F G
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore
Am C
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken
F G
Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door
Em F
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door"
G Am
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"
( Am )
Am G
Now the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
F G
On the pallid bust of Arice just above my chamber door
Am C
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming
F G
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor
Em F
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
G
Shall be lifted - nevermore
( Am G F G Am C )
( F G G F G Am )