But, with mien of lord or lady perched above my chamber door Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber docr Perched and sat and nothing more. E And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore ?" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore !" Merely this and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul wiɩnin me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping, something louder than before. "Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice; Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery ex plore Let my heart be still a moment, and this mystery explore ; 'Tis the wind and nothing more." Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; |