1) On one gloomy night, while he’s tired, looking over many of his legends. When he almost falls asleep, he hears someone tapping at his door, almost like a gentle rapping, tapping on the door, “It’s a visitor,” he says to himself, tapping on my door. That is all it is and nothing more.
2) I remember it was cold in December; a shadow from the dying fire was a cast upon the floor. Tomorrow would come –with no result I would try to find. In these books of mine, an escape from this sadness of mine- sadness I felt for my lost wife, a beautiful woman the angels called Lenore. She no longer lived on the earth.
3) And a rustling sounds from each purple curtain, strange things I’ve never felt before filled me, which made me feel frightened. So I said to myself again, “It’s …show more content…
“Nevermore,” said the raven.
9) I’m amazed at this raven being able to make a conversation. His answer had no meaning and was irrelevant. That we may agree that no person was able to see a raven perched above the door. Whose name was Nevermore.
10) The raven perched alone on the statue, who only has said one word, as if its poured out his soul that one word. Did not move a feather, nor has anything else to say. “Other friends of mine have flown away before,” I said in a muttered tone. Maybe he’ll leave tomorrow, just as all my friends have done before. “Nevermore,” said the raven.
11) As I was startled by the breaking silence, I said,” The only thing it can say is what it says.” Owner who was unhappy he picked it up. Everything he said reflected his happiness. “Nevermore,” said the raven.
12) Still smiling by the raven, I put a chair in front of the raven. I began thinking of ideas of what this raven meant by saying “Nevermore,” while sitting in the chair.
13) As I sat there not saying anything, to the raven whose fierce eyes burned, deep into my heart. As I sat with my head leaning back.
2) I remember it was cold in December; a shadow from the dying fire was a cast upon the floor. Tomorrow would come –with no result I would try to find. In these books of mine, an escape from this sadness of mine- sadness I felt for my lost wife, a beautiful woman the angels called Lenore. She no longer lived on the earth.
3) And a rustling sounds from each purple curtain, strange things I’ve never felt before filled me, which made me feel frightened. So I said to myself again, “It’s …show more content…
“Nevermore,” said the raven.
9) I’m amazed at this raven being able to make a conversation. His answer had no meaning and was irrelevant. That we may agree that no person was able to see a raven perched above the door. Whose name was Nevermore.
10) The raven perched alone on the statue, who only has said one word, as if its poured out his soul that one word. Did not move a feather, nor has anything else to say. “Other friends of mine have flown away before,” I said in a muttered tone. Maybe he’ll leave tomorrow, just as all my friends have done before. “Nevermore,” said the raven.
11) As I was startled by the breaking silence, I said,” The only thing it can say is what it says.” Owner who was unhappy he picked it up. Everything he said reflected his happiness. “Nevermore,” said the raven.
12) Still smiling by the raven, I put a chair in front of the raven. I began thinking of ideas of what this raven meant by saying “Nevermore,” while sitting in the chair.
13) As I sat there not saying anything, to the raven whose fierce eyes burned, deep into my heart. As I sat with my head leaning back.