upon a midnight dreary, pondered, weak weary, many a quaint curious vo — Edgar Allan Poe, Edgar Allan Poe: Selected Poems

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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

Edgar Allan Poe, Edgar Allan Poe: Selected Poems

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