[00:00:03] My boy Yeager, all in poker, went to lay down the floor
[00:00:05] Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary
[00:00:08] Over many acquainted curious, volume of forgotten lore
[00:00:10] While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping
[00:00:13] As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door
[00:00:15] To some visitor, I muttered, tapping at my chamber door
[00:00:18] Only this and nothing more
[00:00:20] And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
[00:00:23] On the pallet, bust a pallet just above my chamber door
[00:00:25] And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming
[00:00:28] And the lamplight, all I'm streaming, throws a shadow on the floor
[00:00:31] And my soul from out that shadow, there lies floating on the floor
[00:00:34] Lenore, Lenore, is there, is there
[00:00:37] Lenore, nevermore, nevermore