Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary.
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgetten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping.
As of some one gently rapping, at my chamber door.
"Tis some visitor," I muttered, tapping at my chamber door-
Only this and nothing more..
A part from The Raven
By: Edgar Allan Poe