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...nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said T, "thing of evil! — prophet still, if bird or devil ! Whether...haunted — tell me truly, I implore — Is there — in there balm in Gilead ? — tell me — tell me, I implore!" Quoth the Raven, " Nevermore." "...

...memories of Lenore ! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore !' Quoth the rsven, ' Nevermore.' " ' Prophet !' said I, ' thing of evil...enchanted— On this home by Horror haunted— tell me truly, 1 implore— Is there — it there balm in Gilead? — lell me — tell me, 1 implore !' Quoth the...

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...these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and Nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Let me quaff this kind Nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore...tell me, I implore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." " Prophet !" said I, " thing of evil ¡—prophet still, if bird or devil ! By that Heaven that bends...

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...evil ! — prophet still, if bird or devil ! — Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thec here ashore, Desolate, yet all undaunted, on this...tell me, I implore !" Quoth the raven, " Nevermore." " Prophet !" said I, " thing of evil ! — prophet still, if bird or devil ! By that Heaven that bends...

...whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. " Wretch," I cried, " thy God hath lent ihee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite...tell me, I implore!" Quoth the raven " Nevermore." " Prophet !" said I, " thing of evil — prophet still, if bird or devil t By that Heaven that bends...

...and forget this lost Lenore ! ' Quoth the Raven, ' Never more ! ' ' Prophet ! ' said I, ' thine; of evil !— prophet still, if bird or devil ! Whether...On this home by horror haunted — tell me truly, 1 implore — Is there — is there balm in Gilead? tell me— tell me, I implore ! ' Quoth the Raven,...

...denser, perfumed from an unseen censer, Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. ' Wretch !' I cried, ' thy God hath lent thee — by...tell me, I implore !' Quoth the Raven, ' Nevermore !' " ' Prophet,' said I, ' thing of evil, prophet still, if bird or devil ! By that heaven that bends...