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109: Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before –
110: Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
111: Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore –
112: By that Heaven that bends above us – by that God we both adore –
113: She shall press, ah, nevermore!
114: Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
115:Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!’
116: Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
117: Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
118: Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore –
119: Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’
120: Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
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