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Feb 20, 2001, 2:35pm
Yea I just added a new topic to my newsgroup deticated to Eep-AWCI
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Feb 20, 2001, 9:54pm
that's great... but i don't think anyone cares... and please, for the love
of god make them trees!
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[View Quote]"agent fox mulder" <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
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Feb 20, 2001, 9:55pm
Do you think he knows what "tree" means? .......
[View Quote]j b e l l wrote:
>
> that's great... but i don't think anyone cares... and please, for the love
> of god make them trees!
>
> --
>
> J B E L L
> http://platinum.awjbell.com
> G O I N G P L A T I N U M
>
> "agent fox mulder" <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
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Feb 20, 2001, 10:09pm
if he doesn't then he has no business operating a NG.. and therefore.. let
it suck...
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[View Quote]"andras" <andras at andras.net> wrote in message
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: Do you think he knows what "tree" means? .......
:
:
: j b e l l wrote:
: >
: > that's great... but i don't think anyone cares... and please, for the
love
: > of god make them trees!
: >
: > --
: >
: > J B E L L
: > http://platinum.awjbell.com
: > G O I N G P L A T I N U M
: >
: > "agent fox mulder" <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
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Feb 21, 2001, 12:49am
Tree hugers
Feb 21, 2001, 1:02am
i would respond as a raging flamer.. but to describe you i have only one
word: dork. if anyone can think of a better word to sum you up.. plz let me
know.. and stop getting a second cit and changing it's name so ppl might
read it.. after the first post by a new name everyone knows it's you.. col
klink.. or now jarync...
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[View Quote]"agent fox mulder" <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
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: Tree hugers
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Feb 21, 2001, 1:04am
I used colKlink cause it was my new name that can with my world And
JarynC=Jaryn Michael Clouatre(me).....And let me guess just like chriss182
know everyone will call me Jaryn
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[View Quote]"j b e l l" <jbell1983 at home.com> wrote in message
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> i would respond as a raging flamer.. but to describe you i have only one
> word: dork. if anyone can think of a better word to sum you up.. plz let
me
> know.. and stop getting a second cit and changing it's name so ppl might
> read it.. after the first post by a new name everyone knows it's you.. col
> klink.. or now jarync...
>
> --
>
> J B E L L
> http://platinum.awjbell.com
> G O I N G P L A T I N U M
>
>
> "agent fox mulder" <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
> news:3a932cc3$1 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> : Tree hugers
> :
> :
>
>
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Feb 21, 2001, 2:12am
block his ip from your server jbell :)
[View Quote]"j b e l l" <jbell1983 at home.com> wrote in message
news:3a932fc4$1 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> i would respond as a raging flamer.. but to describe you i have only one
> word: dork. if anyone can think of a better word to sum you up.. plz let
me
> know.. and stop getting a second cit and changing it's name so ppl might
> read it.. after the first post by a new name everyone knows it's you.. col
> klink.. or now jarync...
>
> --
>
> J B E L L
> http://platinum.awjbell.com
> G O I N G P L A T I N U M
>
>
> "agent fox mulder" <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
> news:3a932cc3$1 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> : Tree hugers
> :
> :
>
>
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Feb 21, 2001, 5:23am
is it static? i think i'll give him one more chance in mine.. then on the
list he goes hehe.. spam is not a friend of mine, even though i'm a hypocrit
cuz i spam sometimes.. but still do it in my NGs more then once and your
liable to get yourself banned.. let this be a warning.. don't spam in
news://awjbell.com (what.. think i could go a whole msg without mentioning
it.. not a chance!)
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[View Quote]"nova" <n at n.com> wrote in message news:3a934030 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
: block his ip from your server jbell :)
: "j b e l l" <jbell1983 at home.com> wrote in message
: news:3a932fc4$1 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
: > i would respond as a raging flamer.. but to describe you i have only one
: > word: dork. if anyone can think of a better word to sum you up.. plz let
: me
: > know.. and stop getting a second cit and changing it's name so ppl might
: > read it.. after the first post by a new name everyone knows it's you..
col
: > klink.. or now jarync...
: >
: > --
: >
: > J B E L L
: > http://platinum.awjbell.com
: > G O I N G P L A T I N U M
: >
: >
: > "agent fox mulder" <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
: > news:3a932cc3$1 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
: > : Tree hugers
: > :
: > :
: >
: >
:
:
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Feb 21, 2001, 11:36am
heheh well its a at home ip addy it will change but only the last set or if he
looses conect it will change to a 192 addy just like mine does on roadrunner
[View Quote]"j b e l l" <jbell1983 at home.com> wrote in message
news:3a936d0d$1 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> is it static? i think i'll give him one more chance in mine.. then on the
> list he goes hehe.. spam is not a friend of mine, even though i'm a
hypocrit
> cuz i spam sometimes.. but still do it in my NGs more then once and your
> liable to get yourself banned.. let this be a warning.. don't spam in
> news://awjbell.com (what.. think i could go a whole msg without mentioning
> it.. not a chance!)
>
> --
>
> J B E L L
> http://platinum.awjbell.com
> G O I N G P L A T I N U M
>
>
> "nova" <n at n.com> wrote in message
news:3a934030 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> : block his ip from your server jbell :)
> : "j b e l l" <jbell1983 at home.com> wrote in message
> : news:3a932fc4$1 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> : > i would respond as a raging flamer.. but to describe you i have only
one
> : > word: dork. if anyone can think of a better word to sum you up.. plz
let
> : me
> : > know.. and stop getting a second cit and changing it's name so ppl
might
> : > read it.. after the first post by a new name everyone knows it's you..
> col
> : > klink.. or now jarync...
> : >
> : > --
> : >
> : > J B E L L
> : > http://platinum.awjbell.com
> : > G O I N G P L A T I N U M
> : >
> : >
> : > "agent fox mulder" <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
> : > news:3a932cc3$1 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> : > : Tree hugers
> : > :
> : > :
> : >
> : >
> :
> :
>
>
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Feb 21, 2001, 1:45pm
i'm on at home and it doesn't change.. *bats stick at AFM* you better watch
yourself...
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[View Quote]"nova" <n at n.com> wrote in message
news:3a93c468$1 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
: heheh well its a at home ip addy it will change but only the last set or if
he
: looses conect it will change to a 192 addy just like mine does on
roadrunner
: "j b e l l" <jbell1983 at home.com> wrote in message
: news:3a936d0d$1 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
: > is it static? i think i'll give him one more chance in mine.. then on
the
: > list he goes hehe.. spam is not a friend of mine, even though i'm a
: hypocrit
: > cuz i spam sometimes.. but still do it in my NGs more then once and your
: > liable to get yourself banned.. let this be a warning.. don't spam in
: > news://awjbell.com (what.. think i could go a whole msg without
mentioning
: > it.. not a chance!)
: >
: > --
: >
: > J B E L L
: > http://platinum.awjbell.com
: > G O I N G P L A T I N U M
: >
: >
: > "nova" <n at n.com> wrote in message
: news:3a934030 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
: > : block his ip from your server jbell :)
: > : "j b e l l" <jbell1983 at home.com> wrote in message
: > : news:3a932fc4$1 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
: > : > i would respond as a raging flamer.. but to describe you i have only
: one
: > : > word: dork. if anyone can think of a better word to sum you up.. plz
: let
: > : me
: > : > know.. and stop getting a second cit and changing it's name so ppl
: might
: > : > read it.. after the first post by a new name everyone knows it's
you..
: > col
: > : > klink.. or now jarync...
: > : >
: > : > --
: > : >
: > : > J B E L L
: > : > http://platinum.awjbell.com
: > : > G O I N G P L A T I N U M
: > : >
: > : >
: > : > "agent fox mulder" <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
: > : > news:3a932cc3$1 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
: > : > : Tree hugers
: > : > :
: > : > :
: > : >
: > : >
: > :
: > :
: >
: >
:
:
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Feb 22, 2001, 5:13pm
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 floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; --vainly I
had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow--
sorrow for the lost Lenore--
For the rare and radiant maiden whom
the angels name Lenore--
Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling
of each purple curtain
Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic
terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my
heart, I stood repeating
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance
at my chamber door--
Some late visitor entreating entrance
at my chamber door; --
This it is and nothing more."
Presently my soul grew stronger;
hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your
forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so
gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping,
tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you" --
here I opened wide the door; --
Darkness there and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I
stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal
ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the
stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the
whispered word "Lenore!"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured
back the word "Lenore!"
Merely this and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my
soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat
louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is
something at my window lattice
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and
this mystery explore--
Let my heart be still a moment and this
mystery explore; --
"'Tis the wind and nothing more!"
Open here I flung the shutter, When,
with many a flirt and flutter
In there stepped a stately Raven of the
Saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a
minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mein of lord or lady, perched
above my chamber door--
Perched upon my bust of Pallas just
above my chamber door--
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad
fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the
countenance it wore,
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven,
thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven
wandering from the Nightly shore--
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the
Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to
hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning--
little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no
living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird
above his chamber door--
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust
above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."
But the Raven, sitting lonely on the
placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that
one word he did outpour.
Nothing farther then he uttered--not a
feather then he fluttered--
Till I scarcely more than muttered
"Other friends have flown before--
On the morrow he will leave me, as my
hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said "Nevermore."
Startled at the stillness broken by
reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is
its only stock and store
Caught from some unhappy master whom
unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till
his songs one burden bore--
Till the dirges of his Hope that
melancholy burden bore
Of 'Never--nevermore.'"
But the Raven still beguiling all my
sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in
front of bird, and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook
myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this
ominous bird of yore--
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly,
gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
meant in croaking "Nevermore."
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no
syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned
into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my
head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the
lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the
lamp-light gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then, methought, the air grew denser,
perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls
tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "Thy God hath lent
thee--by these angels he hath sent thee
Respite--respite and nepenthe from thy
memories of Lenore,
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and
forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!
prophet still, if bird or devil!--
Whether Tempest sent, or whether
tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this
desert land enchanted--
On this home by Horror haunted--tell me
truly, I implore--
Is there-- is there balm in Gilead?--
tell me-- tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still,
if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God
we both adore --
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant
Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name
Lenore --
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels
name Lenore."
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
"Be that word our sign of parting, bird
or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting--
"Get thee back into the tempest 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 my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart,and
Take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
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 lamp-light 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!
Feb 22, 2001, 5:38pm
Ok, I usually lurk here, and even though I like Poe, what's this got to do
with aw community?
[View Quote]"agent fox mulder" <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
news:3a9564da at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> 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 floor.
> Eagerly I wished the morrow; --vainly I
> had sought to borrow
> From my books surcease of sorrow--
> sorrow for the lost Lenore--
> For the rare and radiant maiden whom
> the angels name Lenore--
> Nameless here for evermore.
>
> And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling
> of each purple curtain
> Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic
> terrors never felt before;
> So that now, to still the beating of my
> heart, I stood repeating
> "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance
> at my chamber door--
> Some late visitor entreating entrance
> at my chamber door; --
> This it is and nothing more."
>
>
> Presently my soul grew stronger;
> hesitating then no longer,
> "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your
> forgiveness I implore;
> But the fact is I was napping, and so
> gently you came rapping,
> And so faintly you came tapping,
> tapping at my chamber door,
> That I scarce was sure I heard you" --
> here I opened wide the door; --
> Darkness there and nothing more.
>
> Deep into that darkness peering, long I
> stood there wondering, fearing,
> Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal
> ever dared to dream before;
> But the silence was unbroken, and the
> stillness gave no token,
> And the only word there spoken was the
> whispered word "Lenore!"
> This I whispered, and an echo murmured
> back the word "Lenore!"
> Merely this and nothing more.
>
> Back into the chamber turning, all my
> soul within me burning,
> Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat
> louder than before.
> "Surely," said I, "surely that is
> something at my window lattice
> Let me see, then, what thereat is, and
> this mystery explore--
> Let my heart be still a moment and this
> mystery explore; --
> "'Tis the wind and nothing more!"
>
> Open here I flung the shutter, When,
> with many a flirt and flutter
> In there stepped a stately Raven of the
> Saintly days of yore.
> Not the least obeisance made he; not a
> minute stopped or stayed he;
> But, with mein of lord or lady, perched
> above my chamber door--
> Perched upon my bust of Pallas just
> above my chamber door--
> Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
>
>
> Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad
> fancy into smiling,
> By the grave and stern decorum of the
> countenance it wore,
> "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven,
> thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
> Ghastly grim and ancient Raven
> wandering from the Nightly shore--
> Tell me what thy lordly name is on the
> Night's Plutonian shore!"
> Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
>
> Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to
> hear discourse so plainly,
> Though its answer little meaning--
> little relevancy bore;
> For we cannot help agreeing that no
> living human being
> Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird
> above his chamber door--
> Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust
> above his chamber door,
> With such name as "Nevermore."
>
> But the Raven, sitting lonely on the
> placid bust, spoke only
> That one word, as if his soul in that
> one word he did outpour.
> Nothing farther then he uttered--not a
> feather then he fluttered--
> Till I scarcely more than muttered
> "Other friends have flown before--
> On the morrow he will leave me, as my
> hopes have flown before."
> Then the bird said "Nevermore."
>
> Startled at the stillness broken by
> reply so aptly spoken,
> "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is
> its only stock and store
> Caught from some unhappy master whom
> unmerciful Disaster
> Followed fast and followed faster till
> his songs one burden bore--
> Till the dirges of his Hope that
> melancholy burden bore
> Of 'Never--nevermore.'"
>
> But the Raven still beguiling all my
> sad soul into smiling,
> Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in
> front of bird, and bust and door;
> Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook
> myself to linking
> Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this
> ominous bird of yore--
> What this grim, ungainly, ghastly,
> gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
> meant in croaking "Nevermore."
>
> This I sat engaged in guessing, but no
> syllable expressing
> To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned
> into my bosom's core;
> This and more I sat divining, with my
> head at ease reclining
> On the cushion's velvet lining that the
> lamp-light gloated o'er,
> But whose velvet violet lining with the
> lamp-light gloating o'er,
> She shall press, ah, nevermore!
>
> Then, methought, the air grew denser,
> perfumed from an unseen censer
> Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls
> tinkled on the tufted floor.
> "Wretch," I cried, "Thy God hath lent
> thee--by these angels he hath sent thee
> Respite--respite and nepenthe from thy
> memories of Lenore,
> Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and
> forget this lost Lenore!"
> Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
>
> "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!
> prophet still, if bird or devil!--
> Whether Tempest sent, or whether
> tempest tossed thee here ashore,
> Desolate yet all undaunted, on this
> desert land enchanted--
> On this home by Horror haunted--tell me
> truly, I implore--
> Is there-- is there balm in Gilead?--
> tell me-- tell me, I implore!"
> Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
>
> "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still,
> if bird or devil!
> By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God
> we both adore --
> Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant
> Aidenn,
> It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name
> Lenore --
> Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels
> name Lenore."
> Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
>
>
> "Be that word our sign of parting, bird
> or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting--
> "Get thee back into the tempest 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 my door!
> Take thy beak from out my heart,and
> Take thy form from off my door!"
> Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
>
> 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 lamp-light 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!
>
>
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Feb 22, 2001, 6:20pm
Okay your filtered
Moria
Feb 22, 2001, 6:26pm
<plonk>
Feb 22, 2001, 8:28pm
That's my favorite poem, and it's been a few years since i've read it. Thank
you for posting it :)
Maybe AW should have a AW ng for all those AW poets and poetry lovers :)
Imagine
[View Quote]"agent fox mulder" <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
news:3a9564da at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> 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 floor.
> Eagerly I wished the morrow; --vainly I
> had sought to borrow
> From my books surcease of sorrow--
> sorrow for the lost Lenore--
> For the rare and radiant maiden whom
> the angels name Lenore--
> Nameless here for evermore.
>
> And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling
> of each purple curtain
> Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic
> terrors never felt before;
> So that now, to still the beating of my
> heart, I stood repeating
> "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance
> at my chamber door--
> Some late visitor entreating entrance
> at my chamber door; --
> This it is and nothing more."
>
>
> Presently my soul grew stronger;
> hesitating then no longer,
> "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your
> forgiveness I implore;
> But the fact is I was napping, and so
> gently you came rapping,
> And so faintly you came tapping,
> tapping at my chamber door,
> That I scarce was sure I heard you" --
> here I opened wide the door; --
> Darkness there and nothing more.
>
> Deep into that darkness peering, long I
> stood there wondering, fearing,
> Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal
> ever dared to dream before;
> But the silence was unbroken, and the
> stillness gave no token,
> And the only word there spoken was the
> whispered word "Lenore!"
> This I whispered, and an echo murmured
> back the word "Lenore!"
> Merely this and nothing more.
>
> Back into the chamber turning, all my
> soul within me burning,
> Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat
> louder than before.
> "Surely," said I, "surely that is
> something at my window lattice
> Let me see, then, what thereat is, and
> this mystery explore--
> Let my heart be still a moment and this
> mystery explore; --
> "'Tis the wind and nothing more!"
>
> Open here I flung the shutter, When,
> with many a flirt and flutter
> In there stepped a stately Raven of the
> Saintly days of yore.
> Not the least obeisance made he; not a
> minute stopped or stayed he;
> But, with mein of lord or lady, perched
> above my chamber door--
> Perched upon my bust of Pallas just
> above my chamber door--
> Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
>
>
> Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad
> fancy into smiling,
> By the grave and stern decorum of the
> countenance it wore,
> "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven,
> thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
> Ghastly grim and ancient Raven
> wandering from the Nightly shore--
> Tell me what thy lordly name is on the
> Night's Plutonian shore!"
> Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
>
> Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to
> hear discourse so plainly,
> Though its answer little meaning--
> little relevancy bore;
> For we cannot help agreeing that no
> living human being
> Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird
> above his chamber door--
> Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust
> above his chamber door,
> With such name as "Nevermore."
>
> But the Raven, sitting lonely on the
> placid bust, spoke only
> That one word, as if his soul in that
> one word he did outpour.
> Nothing farther then he uttered--not a
> feather then he fluttered--
> Till I scarcely more than muttered
> "Other friends have flown before--
> On the morrow he will leave me, as my
> hopes have flown before."
> Then the bird said "Nevermore."
>
> Startled at the stillness broken by
> reply so aptly spoken,
> "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is
> its only stock and store
> Caught from some unhappy master whom
> unmerciful Disaster
> Followed fast and followed faster till
> his songs one burden bore--
> Till the dirges of his Hope that
> melancholy burden bore
> Of 'Never--nevermore.'"
>
> But the Raven still beguiling all my
> sad soul into smiling,
> Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in
> front of bird, and bust and door;
> Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook
> myself to linking
> Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this
> ominous bird of yore--
> What this grim, ungainly, ghastly,
> gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
> meant in croaking "Nevermore."
>
> This I sat engaged in guessing, but no
> syllable expressing
> To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned
> into my bosom's core;
> This and more I sat divining, with my
> head at ease reclining
> On the cushion's velvet lining that the
> lamp-light gloated o'er,
> But whose velvet violet lining with the
> lamp-light gloating o'er,
> She shall press, ah, nevermore!
>
> Then, methought, the air grew denser,
> perfumed from an unseen censer
> Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls
> tinkled on the tufted floor.
> "Wretch," I cried, "Thy God hath lent
> thee--by these angels he hath sent thee
> Respite--respite and nepenthe from thy
> memories of Lenore,
> Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and
> forget this lost Lenore!"
> Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
>
> "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!
> prophet still, if bird or devil!--
> Whether Tempest sent, or whether
> tempest tossed thee here ashore,
> Desolate yet all undaunted, on this
> desert land enchanted--
> On this home by Horror haunted--tell me
> truly, I implore--
> Is there-- is there balm in Gilead?--
> tell me-- tell me, I implore!"
> Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
>
> "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still,
> if bird or devil!
> By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God
> we both adore --
> Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant
> Aidenn,
> It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name
> Lenore --
> Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels
> name Lenore."
> Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
>
>
> "Be that word our sign of parting, bird
> or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting--
> "Get thee back into the tempest 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 my door!
> Take thy beak from out my heart,and
> Take thy form from off my door!"
> Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
>
> 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 lamp-light 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!
>
>
|
Feb 22, 2001, 11:46pm
Fear the Raven-Forevermore.
*filters yet again*
--
Wing
This little spot is dedicated to my girl, Jessie.
AW Citizen 305004 "Wing"
bathgate at prodigy.net
eyemwing at teleport.com
ICQ #101207433
[View Quote]agent fox mulder <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
news:3a9564da at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> 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 floor.
> Eagerly I wished the morrow; --vainly I
> had sought to borrow
> From my books surcease of sorrow--
> sorrow for the lost Lenore--
> For the rare and radiant maiden whom
> the angels name Lenore--
> Nameless here for evermore.
>
> And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling
> of each purple curtain
> Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic
> terrors never felt before;
> So that now, to still the beating of my
> heart, I stood repeating
> "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance
> at my chamber door--
> Some late visitor entreating entrance
> at my chamber door; --
> This it is and nothing more."
>
>
> Presently my soul grew stronger;
> hesitating then no longer,
> "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your
> forgiveness I implore;
> But the fact is I was napping, and so
> gently you came rapping,
> And so faintly you came tapping,
> tapping at my chamber door,
> That I scarce was sure I heard you" --
> here I opened wide the door; --
> Darkness there and nothing more.
>
> Deep into that darkness peering, long I
> stood there wondering, fearing,
> Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal
> ever dared to dream before;
> But the silence was unbroken, and the
> stillness gave no token,
> And the only word there spoken was the
> whispered word "Lenore!"
> This I whispered, and an echo murmured
> back the word "Lenore!"
> Merely this and nothing more.
>
> Back into the chamber turning, all my
> soul within me burning,
> Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat
> louder than before.
> "Surely," said I, "surely that is
> something at my window lattice
> Let me see, then, what thereat is, and
> this mystery explore--
> Let my heart be still a moment and this
> mystery explore; --
> "'Tis the wind and nothing more!"
>
> Open here I flung the shutter, When,
> with many a flirt and flutter
> In there stepped a stately Raven of the
> Saintly days of yore.
> Not the least obeisance made he; not a
> minute stopped or stayed he;
> But, with mein of lord or lady, perched
> above my chamber door--
> Perched upon my bust of Pallas just
> above my chamber door--
> Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
>
>
> Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad
> fancy into smiling,
> By the grave and stern decorum of the
> countenance it wore,
> "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven,
> thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
> Ghastly grim and ancient Raven
> wandering from the Nightly shore--
> Tell me what thy lordly name is on the
> Night's Plutonian shore!"
> Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
>
> Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to
> hear discourse so plainly,
> Though its answer little meaning--
> little relevancy bore;
> For we cannot help agreeing that no
> living human being
> Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird
> above his chamber door--
> Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust
> above his chamber door,
> With such name as "Nevermore."
>
> But the Raven, sitting lonely on the
> placid bust, spoke only
> That one word, as if his soul in that
> one word he did outpour.
> Nothing farther then he uttered--not a
> feather then he fluttered--
> Till I scarcely more than muttered
> "Other friends have flown before--
> On the morrow he will leave me, as my
> hopes have flown before."
> Then the bird said "Nevermore."
>
> Startled at the stillness broken by
> reply so aptly spoken,
> "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is
> its only stock and store
> Caught from some unhappy master whom
> unmerciful Disaster
> Followed fast and followed faster till
> his songs one burden bore--
> Till the dirges of his Hope that
> melancholy burden bore
> Of 'Never--nevermore.'"
>
> But the Raven still beguiling all my
> sad soul into smiling,
> Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in
> front of bird, and bust and door;
> Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook
> myself to linking
> Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this
> ominous bird of yore--
> What this grim, ungainly, ghastly,
> gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
> meant in croaking "Nevermore."
>
> This I sat engaged in guessing, but no
> syllable expressing
> To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned
> into my bosom's core;
> This and more I sat divining, with my
> head at ease reclining
> On the cushion's velvet lining that the
> lamp-light gloated o'er,
> But whose velvet violet lining with the
> lamp-light gloating o'er,
> She shall press, ah, nevermore!
>
> Then, methought, the air grew denser,
> perfumed from an unseen censer
> Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls
> tinkled on the tufted floor.
> "Wretch," I cried, "Thy God hath lent
> thee--by these angels he hath sent thee
> Respite--respite and nepenthe from thy
> memories of Lenore,
> Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and
> forget this lost Lenore!"
> Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
>
> "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!
> prophet still, if bird or devil!--
> Whether Tempest sent, or whether
> tempest tossed thee here ashore,
> Desolate yet all undaunted, on this
> desert land enchanted--
> On this home by Horror haunted--tell me
> truly, I implore--
> Is there-- is there balm in Gilead?--
> tell me-- tell me, I implore!"
> Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
>
> "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still,
> if bird or devil!
> By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God
> we both adore --
> Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant
> Aidenn,
> It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name
> Lenore --
> Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels
> name Lenore."
> Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
>
>
> "Be that word our sign of parting, bird
> or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting--
> "Get thee back into the tempest 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 my door!
> Take thy beak from out my heart,and
> Take thy form from off my door!"
> Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
>
> 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 lamp-light 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!
>
>
|
Feb 23, 2001, 12:05am
Definitely fear the Raven. *smack*
~Jeff Raven
[View Quote]wing wrote:
>
> Fear the Raven-Forevermore.
> *filters yet again*
>
> --
> Wing
> This little spot is dedicated to my girl, Jessie.
> AW Citizen 305004 "Wing"
> bathgate at prodigy.net
> eyemwing at teleport.com
> ICQ #101207433
> agent fox mulder <jarync at home.com> wrote in message
> news:3a9564da at server1.Activeworlds.com...
|
Feb 23, 2001, 10:07am
please don't quote the whole bunch if you don't reply to it
rolu
[View Quote]"anpetu olowan" <moonstonewolf at nwfnetwork.com> wrote in message
news:3a956aa7 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> Ok, I usually lurk here, and even though I like Poe, what's this got to do
> with aw community?
>
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<xnip>
Feb 23, 2001, 10:07am
please don't quote the whole bunch if you don't reply to it (directly that
is)
rolu
[View Quote]"imagine" <imagines at seatac.net> wrote in message
news:3a95929a at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> That's my favorite poem, and it's been a few years since i've read it.
Thank
> you for posting it :)
>
> Maybe AW should have a AW ng for all those AW poets and poetry lovers :)
> Imagine
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<xnip>
Feb 23, 2001, 10:08am
and the remark about not quoting large things when you don't need to applies
to you 2 too :-)
rolu
[View Quote]"jeff raven" <bgrada at acsu.buffalo.edu> wrote in message
news:3A95C448.F031A5A1 at acsu.buffalo.edu...
> Definitely fear the Raven. *smack*
|
<xnip>
Feb 23, 2001, 5:28pm
Oh, sorry. Thanks for telling me about this. Hope this is better.
Feb 23, 2001, 5:57pm
[View Quote]"anpetu olowan" <moonstonewolf at nwfnetwork.com> wrote in message
news:3a96b9f3 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
> Oh, sorry. Thanks for telling me about this. Hope this is better.
|
um, no :-) that's a bit too much. In general, you should keep in the parts
of the original post you directly reply to, so others can easily see what
you are responding to, and snip out parts of the message that have nothing
to do with what you are replying to (especially look at earlier quoted stuff
that isn't relevant anymore, and signatures), and parts that are really
large (in that case you can snip out part of it and replace it with <snip>
or something so people can see you edited it). It's all about a balance
between easy readability and size. Snip out too much and it becomes hard to
see the context of the things you write, leave in too much and it becomes
hard to read because of the clutter.
rolu
Feb 23, 2001, 6:35pm
"rolu"
<rolu.university at bigfoot.com>
[View Quote]wrote in message
news:3a96c090$1 at server1.Active
worlds.com...
|
> um, no :-) that's a bit too
much. In general, you should
keep in the parts
> of the original post you
directly reply to, so others
can easily see what
> you are responding to,
Ok, is this better?
Communicator used to do all of
this automatically. . I sent
this off to group earlier (I
think?) but it hasn't posted.
Sorry for being dense about
this. Thanks.
Feb 23, 2001, 7:56pm
[View Quote]"anpetu olowan" <moonstonewolf at nwfnetwork.com> wrote in message
news:3a96c9a2 at server1.Activeworlds.com...
>
> "rolu"
> <rolu.university at bigfoot.com>
> wrote in message
> news:3a96c090$1 at server1.Active
> worlds.com...
>
> Ok, is this better?
> Communicator used to do all of
> this automatically. . I sent
> this off to group earlier (I
> think?) but it hasn't posted.
> Sorry for being dense about
> this. Thanks.
|
yup, this is about how it should be. However, try to find out how to
increase your line width - as you can see it is a bit small :-)
Don't be sorry - if you are ready to learn, you can make mistakes.
rolu
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