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 120 {| align="center" You'll remember that a Raven in my study found a haven On a plaster bust of Pallas, just above my chamber-door ; And that with no sign of flitting, he persisted there in sitting Till, I'm not above admitting, that I found that bird a bore. Found him, as he sat and watched me, an indubitable bore,

But it was, in fact, my liver caused me so to shake and shiver, And to think a common Raven supernatural influence bore; I in truth had, after dining, been engaged some hours in "wining"— To a grand old port inclining—which its date was '44! And it was this crusted vintage, of the season '44,

But next morn my "Eno" taking, for my head was sadly aching, I descended to my study, and a wicker cage I bore. There the Raven sat undaunted, but I now was disenchanted, And the sable fowl I taunted as I "H-s-s-h-d !" him from my door, As I took up books and shied them till he flew from off my door,
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