O corvo e a filosofia da composição

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» The raven [inglês]
Edgar Allan Poe «

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 visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door
? Only this and nothing more."
Ah, distinctly Iremember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; ? vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow ? sorrow for the lost Lenore ?
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore ?
Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me ?filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating:
?Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;
This it is and nothing more."
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But thefact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you" ? here I opened wide the door; ?
Darkness there and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and thestillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!" ?
Merely this and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping something louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see, then, whatthere is, and this mystery explore ?
Let my heart be still a moment, and this mystery explore; ?
"'Tis the wind and nothing more."
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he,
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door ?Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door ?
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure not craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore ?
Tell me what thy lordly name is on theNight's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning ? little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door ?
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above the chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."But the Raven, sitting lonely on that placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing farther then he uttered; not a feather then he fluttered ?
Till I scarcely more than muttered: "Other friends have flown before ?
On the morrow he will leave me as my Hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said, "Nevermore."
Startled at the stillness broken byreply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore ?
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Of 'Never ? nevermore.'"
But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat...
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