 But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered Till I scarcely more than muttered, 'Other friends have flown...  New National First[ -fifth] Reader - Page 456by Charles Joseph Barnes, J. Marshall Hawkes - 1884Full view - About this book
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...Plutonian-deafh/y ungainly-c/umsy discourse-speech relevancy-/mporfance But the Raven, sitting lonely on that placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul...have flown before." Then the bird said "Nevermore." Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is... | |
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