Originally Posted by Kaz
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
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 throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!
Beautiful quilt!!
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary...does that bring back highschool or what!! Only that and nothing more!