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Once upon a midnight chilling, as I held my feet unwillingO'er a tub of scalding water, at a heat of ninety-four;
Nervously a toe in dipping, dripping, slipping, then out-skipping,
Suddenly there came a ripping whipping, at my chamber's ...

I had walked since dawn and lay down to rest on a bare
Above the ocean
I saw through half-shut eyelids a vulture wheeling high up in heaven,
And presently it passed again, but lower and nearer, its orbit narrowing, I understood...