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.
“ ’Tis some visiter,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door —
Only this and nothing more.”
An illustrated portrait of the master of the macabre, Edgar Allan Poe (and his Raven). Prints available in my Etsy shop.