Once upon a midnight dreary,
while I pondered, weak and weary,
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Over
many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,—
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At the grand old age
of 35, the only exposure I’ve ever really had to Edgar Allan Poe was in a
Simpsons Treehouse of Horror episode. And so, as we shiver our way towards
Halloween this week, I thought it was probably high time to rectify this.
I have to say that I’m really glad I did. I’m not usually
much of a poetry fan (mostly to do with reasons as illustrated by the long and
pompous introduction to the poem by Edmund Stedman that almost made me hate the
poem before I’d even started it), but The Raven still stands the test of time
with its wonderfully spooky atmosphere, mournful air, clever rhyme scheme and
wonderfully musical rhythm that just begs to be read aloud. If anything, this
would be my only complaint – I felt that there was something lost in just
reading it, rather than hearing it performed.
And so without further ado I give you The Raven, read by
Darth Vader (P.S. If anybody can track down Clancy Brown and make him read
this, you will receive my undying devotion).
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