Shall my lips again be parted
And from that name my heart restarted.
Since she left me tired and broken,
Ne’er to repeat that name once spoken.
Yet, the visions begin to front,
As if a Raven here did strut. and from my lips it slips –
Lenore!
Evermore!
Silence is the state I’m seeking
From a mind that churns in thinking,
And a heart that stays a flutter.
Yet as my soul descends I mutter,
And while myself I keep berating
Impossibly my voice keeps grating
Just one word, just one-
Lenore!
Evermore shall I keep pacing,
While the Raven doth sit their gracing, the memories of our embracing,
Perched above my chamber door.
The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe - 2 There I clung upon my perch; my belly empty, for food should search,
With glossy wings I took to flight, seeking food and nothing more, …show more content…
- My hope was rising; some food to eat was what I’d saw,
Only this and nothing more.
Through the bleak, and flying quick, I glided to the ground quite slick;
And being stealthy with fear for capture crept up and to that gapping door,
Careful now, with both eyes wide, I gently tapped my way inside.
Through gloomy lighting, with darkness fighting, my fears are now fully scored.
Hark! The man’s awoken, he shouts and stares – I’ve frightened him to the core,
I’m just raven, I just squawked - “CAW”
I’m but a bird, I speak no words, and I care not what he thought he heard,
I came for food, nothing more; I bring no message from now dead Lenore,
No statement have I, no retribution; I cannot offer absolution,
Caught in this lair, pinned by his stare, I’m rooted to the perch above the door,
The man’s now shouting, I took my chances - I flew back out that gapping door,
I left one feather, nothing
And from that name my heart restarted.
Since she left me tired and broken,
Ne’er to repeat that name once spoken.
Yet, the visions begin to front,
As if a Raven here did strut. and from my lips it slips –
Lenore!
Evermore!
Silence is the state I’m seeking
From a mind that churns in thinking,
And a heart that stays a flutter.
Yet as my soul descends I mutter,
And while myself I keep berating
Impossibly my voice keeps grating
Just one word, just one-
Lenore!
Evermore shall I keep pacing,
While the Raven doth sit their gracing, the memories of our embracing,
Perched above my chamber door.
The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe - 2 There I clung upon my perch; my belly empty, for food should search,
With glossy wings I took to flight, seeking food and nothing more, …show more content…
- My hope was rising; some food to eat was what I’d saw,
Only this and nothing more.
Through the bleak, and flying quick, I glided to the ground quite slick;
And being stealthy with fear for capture crept up and to that gapping door,
Careful now, with both eyes wide, I gently tapped my way inside.
Through gloomy lighting, with darkness fighting, my fears are now fully scored.
Hark! The man’s awoken, he shouts and stares – I’ve frightened him to the core,
I’m just raven, I just squawked - “CAW”
I’m but a bird, I speak no words, and I care not what he thought he heard,
I came for food, nothing more; I bring no message from now dead Lenore,
No statement have I, no retribution; I cannot offer absolution,
Caught in this lair, pinned by his stare, I’m rooted to the perch above the door,
The man’s now shouting, I took my chances - I flew back out that gapping door,
I left one feather, nothing