The raven (illustrated by W. L. Taylor) by Edgar Allan Poe

Author:Edgar Allan Poe [Poe, Edgar Allan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Poesía, Terror
Publisher: ePubLibre
Published: 1845-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

But the Raven, sitting lonely

On that placid bust, spoke only

That one word, as if his soul in

That one word he did outpour.

Nothing farther then he uttered;

Not a feather then he fluttered—

Till I scarcely more than muttered,

" Other friends have flown before—

On the morrow he will leave me,

As my hopes have flown before."

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Wondering at the stillness broken

By reply so aptly spoken,

"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters

Is its only stock and store,

Caught from some unhappy master

Whom unmerciful Disaster

Followed fast and followed faster,

So when hope he would adjure,

Stern despair returned,

Instead of the sweet hope he dared adjure,

That sad answer, "Nevermore."

But the Raven still beguiling

All my sad soul into smiling,

Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in

Front of bird and bust and door;

Then, upon the velvet sinking,

I betook myself to linking

Fancy unto fancy, thinking

What this ominous bird of yore—

What this grim, ungainly, ghastly,

Gaunt, and ominous bird of yore

Meant in croaking " Nevermore."

This I sat engaged in guessing,

But no syllable expressing

To the fowl whose fiery eyes now

Burned into my bosom's core;

This and more I sat divining,

With my head at ease reclining

On the cushion's velvet lining

That the lamplight gloated o'er,

But whose velvet violet lining,

With the lamplight gloating o'er,

She shall press, ah, nevermore!

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