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...Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of parting, Bird or fiend !" I shriek'd, upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest And the Night's Plutonian shore...And take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the raven " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, Still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust...

...Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend ! " I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore...take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust...

...Never more." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend! ' I shrieked upstarting— ' Get thee back into the tempest, and the night's Plutonian shore...plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! I^eave my loneliness unbroken ! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and...

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...of that lie thy sonl hath spoken) ' Leave my loneliness unbroken I— quit the bust above my door I Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door 1" Q'iioth the raven, "Nevermore." And tue raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting...

...name Lenore," "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shriuk'd, upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest and the night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plunie as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust...

...Never more." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting — " Get thee back into the tempest and the night's Plutonian shore...my door !" Quoth the Raven : " Never more." And the Eaven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting, On the pallid bust of Pallas, just above...