And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon\'s that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o\'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted - Nevermore -- from "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe At once an homage to one of America\'s greatest writers and a page-turni.
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon\'s that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o\'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted - Nevermore -- from "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe At once an homage to one of America\'s greatest writers and a page-turni
