Raven
Thomas Doughty, Lithograph ca.1830
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.
The seventh stanza of Edgar Allan Poe's The Raven
Illustration from The Raven
by Gustave Doré 1883
Edgar Allen Poe 1848
Photo: Edwin H. Manchester
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