BANGLE MAG - Magazine - Page 52
‘And the Raven, never 昀氀itting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on
the 昀氀oor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies 昀氀oating on the
昀氀oor
Shall be lifted—nevermore!’
EDGAr ALLAN POE
