SOME LINES FROM THE CLASSIC EDGAR ALLEN POE
North American (General)
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once upon a midnight dreary while I pondered weak and weary over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore. While I nodded nearly napping. Suddenly there came a tapping, as if someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Dear, some visitor, I muttered, tapping at my chamber door. Only this and nothing more.