The Raven
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posting a line from the poem every 4 hours. by @nora.zone
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.”
January 17, 2026 at 11:21 AM
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.”
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.”
January 17, 2026 at 11:21 AM
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.”
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
January 17, 2026 at 7:18 AM
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
January 17, 2026 at 3:18 AM
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!
January 16, 2026 at 11:16 PM
“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!
“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!
January 16, 2026 at 11:16 PM
“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
January 16, 2026 at 7:13 PM
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
Is there—is there balm in Gilead?—tell me—tell me, I implore!”
January 16, 2026 at 3:13 PM
Is there—is there balm in Gilead?—tell me—tell me, I implore!”
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—
January 16, 2026 at 11:13 AM
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—
January 16, 2026 at 11:13 AM
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
January 16, 2026 at 7:08 AM
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!—
January 16, 2026 at 3:08 AM
“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!—
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
January 15, 2026 at 11:08 PM
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!”
January 15, 2026 at 7:06 PM
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!”
Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore;
January 15, 2026 at 3:05 PM
Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore;
“Wretch,” I cried, “thy God hath lent thee—by these angels he hath sent thee
January 15, 2026 at 11:05 AM
“Wretch,” I cried, “thy God hath lent thee—by these angels he hath sent thee
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
January 15, 2026 at 7:00 AM
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
January 15, 2026 at 3:01 AM
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
But whose velvet-violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o’er,
January 14, 2026 at 10:59 PM
But whose velvet-violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o’er,
But whose velvet-violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o’er,
January 14, 2026 at 10:59 PM
But whose velvet-violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o’er,
On the cushion’s velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o’er,
January 14, 2026 at 6:52 PM
On the cushion’s velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o’er,
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
January 14, 2026 at 2:52 PM
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
January 14, 2026 at 10:50 AM
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
January 14, 2026 at 10:50 AM
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
January 14, 2026 at 10:50 AM
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore