Read Poe's Work

Hear "The Raven" read aloud. The Raven 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 I remember it was in the bleak December;And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the ...