and did nothing more.
8. Then the black bird turned my expression from one of sadness to a smile Simply by the grave and stern mannerism of the face it wore, "Though your brow is cut short and shaved, you, "I said, "are definitely not afraid, Frighteningly grim and ancient Raven, coming from the shores of darkness- Tell me what you are called in dark Night's Plutonian shore!" The Raven said, "Nevermore."
9. I wondered in amazement at this ugly bird being able to make conversation so plainly…
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