The Raven

For I am death waiting upon love's defeat 
Thy shadow lays still upon the dark street
Struck by the gods merciless still
A mere figure chimes by earths timely will 
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Ay my humble friend 
Had ye been aware of this unknown fiend 
Know that tonight a blood red hue shall spill 
Taken by a dagger that hearts do kill
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Mercy, where art thou 
Can ye not predict which death allow 
For the raven's wings which fly this night  
By decree shall have ye heart by midnight 
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Flee now or face the shadow of death 
The same bird that flies seek mortals less 
From above,  ye have been chosen
To lay in death's coffin a life forsaken
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Will ye have not heard this plea in cautions wind 
Who holds its hand from a grave dear friend 
Thy heart has been given a second chance 
To be upon this earths gentle dance