But the Raven

But the Raven, sitting lonely on that placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if its soul in that one word he did outpour
Nothing farther then he uttered; not a feather then he fluttered,
Till I scarcely more than muttered: «Other friends have flown before,
On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before.»
Then the bird said «Nevermore.»


Gif: Isaí Moreno.


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