... eagerly wished it to be the next day (8-9). Vainly, I tried to borrow happiness from my books in order to quell my own sadness- sorrow for the lost Lenore, the rare and radiant maiden named by angels, never again to be mentioned here on earth (9-12). The unnerving rustling ... and flutter, in stepped a striking, almost noble, raven of virtuous days of history past (37-38). He didn't show the least respect, and didn't pause for an instant. But, with the air of a lord or lady, he perched above my chamber door upon a bust of Pallas (39-40). He perched and sat there, and nothing else ... not ...

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