„ Take thy beak from out my heart,
and take thy form from off my door! „
Quoth the Raven „ Nevermore! „

And the Raven, never flitting,
still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas
just above my chamber door;

And his eyes have all the seeming
of a demon´s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o´er him streaming
throws his shadow on the floor;

„ Nevermore! „

And my soul from out that shadow
that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted – nevermore!

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