MuchImarvelledthisungainlyfowltoheardiscoursesoplainly，Thoughitsanswerlittlemeaninglittlerelevancybore；
　　ForwecannothelpagreeingthatnolivinghumanbeingEveryetwasblessedwithseeingbirdabovehischamberdoor
　　Birdorbeastuponthesculpturedbustabovehischamberdoor，Withsuchnameas“Nevermore。”
　　Buttheraven，sittinglonelyontheplacidbust，spokeonlyThatoneword，asifhissoulinthatonewordhedidoutpour。
　　Nothingfartherthenheutterednotafeatherthenhefluttered
　　TillIscarcelymorethanmuttered“Otherfriendshaveflownbefore
　　Onthemorrow_he_willleaveme，asmyhopeshaveflownbefore。”
　　Thenthebirdsaid“Nevermore。”
　　Startledatthestillnessbrokenbyreplysoaptlyspoken，“Doubtless。”saidI，“whatituttersisitsonlystockandstoreCaughtfromsomeunhappymasterwhomunmercifulDisasterFollowedfastandfollowedfastertillhissongsoneburdenbore
　　TillthedirgesofhisHopethatmelancholyburdenboreOf“Nevernevermore。”
　　Buttheravenstillbeguilingallmysadsoulintosmiling，StraightIwheeledacushionedseatinfrontofbird，andbustanddoor；
　　Then，uponthevelvetsinking，IbetookmyselftolinkingFancyuntofancy，thinkingwhatthisominousbirdofyore
　　Whatthisgrim，ungainly，ghastly，gauntandominousbirdofyoreMeantincroaking“Nevermore。”
　　ThisIsatengagedinguessing，butnosyllableexpressingTothefowlwhosefieryeyesnowburnedintomybosom’score；
　　ThisandmoreIsatdivining，withmyheadateaserecliningOnthecushion’svelvetliningthatthelamplghtgloatedo’er，Butwhosevelvetvioletliningwiththelamplightgloatingo’er，_She_shallpress，ah，nevermore！
　　Then，methought，theairgrewdenser，perfumedfromanunseencenserSwungbyAngelswhosefaintfoot-fallstinkledonthetuftedfloor。
　　“Wretch。”Icried，“thyGodhathlenttheebytheseangelshehathsenttheeRespiterespiteandnepenthefromthymemoriesofLenore；
　　Quaff，ohquaffthiskindnepentheandforgetthislostLenore！”
　　Quoththeraven，“Nevermore。”
　　“Prophet！”saidI，“thingofevil！prophetstill，ifbirdordevil！
　　WhetherTemptersent，orwhethertempesttossedtheehereashore，Desolateyetallundaunted，onthisdesertlandenchanted
　　OnthishomebyHorrorhauntedtellmetruly，Iimplore
　　Isthere_is_therebalminGilead？tellmetellme，Iimplore！”
　　Quoththeraven，“Nevermore。”
　　“Prophet！”saidI，“thingofevilprophetstill，ifbirdordevil！
　　BythatHeaventhatbendsaboveusbythatGodwebothadore
　　Tellthissoulwithsorrowladenif，withinthedistantAidenn，ItshallclaspasaintedmaidenwhomtheangelsnameLenore
　　ClasparareandradiantmaidenwhomtheangelsnameLenore。”
　　Quoththeraven，“Nevermore。”
　　“Bethatwordoursignofparting，birdorfiend！”Ishrieked，upstarting
　　“GettheebackintothetempestandtheNight’sPlutonianshore！
　　Leavenoblackplumeasatokenofthatliethysoulhathspoken！
　　Leavemylonelinessunbroken！quitthebustabovemydoor！
　　Takethybeakfromoutmyheart，andtakethyformfromoffmydoor！”
　　Quoththeraven，“Nevermore。”
　　Andtheraven，neverflitting，stillissitting，stillissittingOnthepallidbustofPallasjustabovemychamberdoor；
　　Andhiseyeshavealltheseemingofademon’sthatisdreaming，Andthelamp-lighto’erhimstreamingthrowshisshadowonthefloor；
　　AndmysoulfromoutthatshadowthatliesfloatingonthefloorShallbeliftednevermore！
　　HEARthesledgeswiththebells-
　　Silverbells！
　　Whataworldofmerrimenttheirmelodyforetells！
　　Howtheytinkle，tinkle，tinkle，Intheicyairofnight！
　　WhilethestarsthatoversprinkleAlltheheavens，seemtotwinkleWithacrystallinedelight；
　　Keepingtime，time，time，InasortofRunicrhyme，TothetintinnabulationthatsomusicallywellsFromthebells，bells，bells，bells，Bells，bells，bells-
　　Fromthejinglingandthetinklingofthebells。
　　II。
　　Hearthemellowwedding-bellsGoldenbells！
　　Whataworldofhappinesstheirharmonyforetells！
　　ThroughthebalmyairofnightHowtheyringouttheirdelight！-
　　Fromthemolten-goldennotes，Andallintune，WhataliquiddittyfloatsTotheturtle-dovethatlistens，whileshegloatsOnthemoon！
　　Oh，fromoutthesoundingcells，Whatagushofeuphonyvoluminouslywells！
　　Howitswells！
　　HowitdwellsOntheFuture！-howittellsOftherapturethatimpelsTotheswingingandtheringingOfthebells，bells，bells-
　　Ofthebells，bells，bells，bells，Bells，bells，bells-
　　Totherhymingandthechimingofthebells！
　　III。
　　Heartheloudalarumbells-
　　Brazenbells！
　　Whattaleofterror，now，theirturbulencytells！
　　InthestartledearofnightHowtheyscreamouttheiraffright！
　　Toomuchhorrifiedtospeak，Theycanonlyshriek，shriek，Outoftune，Inaclamorousappealingtothemercyofthefire，Inamadexpostulationwiththedeafandfranticfire，Leapinghigher，higher，higher，Withadesperatedesire，AndaresoluteendeavorNow-nowtosit，ornever，Bythesideofthepale-facedmoon。
　　Oh，thebells，bells，bells！
　　WhatataletheirterrortellsOfDespair！
　　Howtheyclang，andclash，androar！
　　WhatahorrortheyoutpourOnthebosomofthepalpitatingair！
　　Yettheear，itfullyknows，BythetwangingAndtheclanging，Howthedangerebbsandflows；
　　Yet，theeardistinctlytells，InthejanglingAndthewrangling，Howthedangersinksandswells，Bythesinkingortheswellingintheangerofthebells-
　　Ofthebells-
　　Ofthebells，bells，bells，bells，Bells，bells，bells-
　　Intheclamourandtheclangourofthebells！
　　IV。
　　Hearthetollingofthebells-
　　Ironbells！
　　Whataworldofsolemnthoughttheirmonodycompels！
　　Inthesilenceofthenight，HowweshiverwithaffrightAtthemelancholymeaningoftheirtone！
　　ForeverysoundthatfloatsFromtherustwithintheirthroatsIsagroan。
　　Andthepeople-ah，thepeople-
　　Theythatdwellupinthesteeple，Allalone，Andwho，tolling，tolling，tolling，Inthatmuffledmonotone，FeelagloryinsorollingOnthehumanheartastone-
　　Theyareneithermannorwoman-
　　Theyareneitherbrutenorhuman-
　　TheyareGhouls：-
　　Andtheirkingitiswhotolls：-
　　Andherolls，rolls，rolls，rolls，RollsAfromthebells！
　　AndhismerrybosomswellsWiththeofthebells！
　　Andhedances，andheyells；
　　Keepingtime，time，time，InasortofRunicrhyme，Tothep鎍nofthebells-
　　Ofthebells：-
　　Keepingtime，time，time，InasortofRunicrhyme，Tothethrobbingofthebells-
　　Ofthebells，bells，bells-
　　Tothesobbingofthebells：-
　　Keepingtime，time，time，Asheknells，knells，knells，InahappyRunicrhyme，Totherollingofthebells-
　　Ofthebells，bells，bells：-
　　Tothetollingofthebells-
　　Ofthebells，bells，bells，bells，Bells，bells，bells-
　　Tothemoaningandthegroaningofthebells。
　　Theskiestheywereashenandsober；
　　Theleavestheywerecrispedandsere
　　Theleavestheywerewitheringandsere；
　　ItwasnightinthelonesomeOctoberOfmymostimmemorialyear：
　　ItwashardbythedimlakeofAuber，InthemistymidregionofWeir：
　　ItwasdownbythedanktarnofAuber，Intheghoul-hauntedwoodlandofWeir。
　　Hereonce，throughanalleyTitanic，Ofcypress，IroamedwithmySoul
　　Ofcypress，withPsyche，mySoul。
　　ThereweredayswhenmyheartwasvolcanicAsthescoriacriversthatroll
　　AsthelavasthatrestlesslyrollTheirsulphurouscurrentsdownYaanek，IntheultimateclimesofthePole
　　ThatgroanastheyrolldownMountYaanekIntherealmsoftheBorealPole。
　　Ourtalkhadbeenseriousandsober，Butourthoughtstheywerepalsiedandsere
　　Ourmemoriesweretreacherousandsere；
　　ForweknewnotthemonthwasOctober，Andwemarkednotthenightoftheyear
　　Ah，nightofallnightsintheyear！
　　WenotednotthedimlakeofAuber，Thoughoncewehadjourneyeddownhere
　　WerememberednotthedanktarnofAuber，Northeghoul-hauntedwoodlandofWeir。
　　Andnow，asthenightwassenescent，Andstar-dialspointedtomorn
　　Asthestar-dialshintedofmorn
　　AttheendofourpathaliquescentAndnebulouslustrewasborn，OutofwhichamiraculouscrescentArosewithaduplicatehorn
　　Astarte’sbediamondedcrescent，Distinctwithitsduplicatehorn。
　　AndIsaid“SheiswarmerthanDian：
　　Sherollsthroughanetherofsighs
　　Sherevelsinaregionofsighs。
　　ShehasseenthatthetearsarenotdryonThesecheeks，wherethewormneverdies，AndhascomepastthestarsoftheLion，Topointusthepathtotheskies
　　TotheLetheanpeaceoftheskies
　　Comeup，indespiteoftheLion，Toshineonuswithherbrighteyes
　　Comeup，throughthelairoftheLion，Withloveinherluminouseyes。”
　　ButPsyche，upliftingherfinger，Said“SadlythisstarImistrust
　　HerpallorIstrangelymistrust
　　Ah，hasten！ah，letusnotlinger！
　　Ah，fly！letusfly！forwemust。”
　　Interrorshespoke；lettingsinkherWingstilltheytrailedinthedust
　　Inagonysobbed，lettingsinkherPlumestilltheytrailedinthedust
　　Tilltheysorrowfullytrailedinthedust。
　　Ireplied“Thisisnothingbutdreaming。
　　Letuson，bythistremulouslight！
　　Letusbatheinthiscrystallinelight！
　　ItsSybillicsplendorisbeamingWithHopeandinBeautyto-night
　　See！itflickersuptheskythroughthenight！
　　Ah，wesafelymaytrusttoitsgleaming，Andbesureitwillleadusaright
　　WesafelymaytrusttoagleamingThatcannotbutguideusaright，SinceitflickersuptoHeaventhroughthenight。”
　　ThusIpacifiedPsycheandkissedher，Andtemptedheroutofhergloom
　　Andconqueredherscruplesandgloom；
　　Andwepassedtotheendofthevista
　　Butwerestoppedbythedoorofatomb
　　Bythedoorofalegendedtomb：
　　AndIsaid“Whatiswritten，sweetsister，Onthedoorofthislegendedtomb？”
　　Shereplied“UlalumeUlalume
　　’TisthevaultofthylostUlalume！”
　　ThenmyheartitgrewashenandsoberAstheleavesthatwerecrispedandsere
　　Astheleavesthatwerewitheringandsere
　　AndIcried“ItwassurelyOctoberOn_this_verynightoflastyear，ThatIjourneyedIjourneyeddownhere！
　　ThatIbroughtadreadburdendownhere
　　Onthisnight，ofallnightsintheyear，Ah，whatdemonhastemptedmehere？
　　WellIknow，now，thisdimlakeofAuber
　　ThismistymidregionofWeir：
　　WellIknow，now，thisdanktarnofAuber
　　Thisghoul-hauntedwoodlandofWeir。”