...and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming. And the lamplight o'er him streaming...

...and this sentimental orgy concludes with the first pun in his own right, ostentatiously italicized: "And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting,...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door." The lover is lacerated by the memory of Lenore, painful to recall, still more painful to forget....

...startlingly f1gured in the fluid interpenetration of light and dark in the concluding passage of the poem: And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him...

...profit. by that single word. Why has the bird invaded his room and what does it mean by its croaking? And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming...

....nevermore'; allerdings ist nicht mehr auszumachen, wer spricht: Rabe und lyrisches Ich verstummen: And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him...

...back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy Leave my loneliness unbroken! — quit the bust above...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him...

...punctuation, and word placement. Try reading this last part of Edgar Allan Poe's "The Raven" out loud: And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming...

...Blanchot, LEspace Littéraire, Paris, Gallimard, 1955, p. 227). EDGAR ALLAN PÕE: UM HOMEM EM SUA SOMBRA Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the raven, "Nevermore"25. "O Corvo" é, certamente, o mais famoso poema de Edgar Allan Põe. O início de sua...

...and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! — quit the bust above...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him...

...and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! —quit the bust above...On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him...