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!!But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only

That one word, as if her soul in that one word she did outpour.

Nothing farther then she uttered—not a feather then she fluttered—

  Till I scarcely more than muttered “Other friends have flown before—

On the morrow she will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before.”

            Then the bird said “Nevermore.”!!