Traum County

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097: On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.’

098: And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;

099: Darkness there, and nothing more.

100: `Sir,’ said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;

101: Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore –

102: Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster

103:Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore

104: Meant in croaking `Nevermore.’

105: This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining

106: Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before

107: Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

108: Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,