The Raven
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
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once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, or many, a quaint and curious volume of forgotten law, while an ordered nearly napping. Suddenly there came a tapping as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Tis some visitor! I muttered, tapping at my chamber door. Only this and nothing more. Ah, distinctly! I remember. It was in bleak december, and each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor eagerly. I wished the morrow vainly. I had sought to borrow from my books, surcease of sorrow. Sorrow for the lost lenore, for the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore! Nameless Here forevermore! And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain thrilled me, filled me with fantastic terrors. Never felt before. So that now to still the beating of my heart I stood repeating. There's some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door. Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door. This! It is! And nothing more. Presently. My soul grew stronger. Hesitating. Then. No longer, sir, said I. Or Madam, truly your forgiveness. I implore. But the fact is I was napping. And so gently you came rapping, and so faintly you came tapping tapping at my chamber door that are scarce. Was sure I heard you here. I opened wide the door darkness there, and nothing more