Decode This! Part 2
Okay, now this one is REALLY easy.
But once I'm a midnight dreary, weak and contemplation, and fatigue, with many quaint forgotten knowledge, and curious volume, while I nodded, nearly taking a nap, there suddenly came tapping, tapping gently knocking at the door of my room now someone. Visitor `'Tis,' I, 'knocking at the door of the room muttered in my - more just this and nothing. Oh', I can clearly remember it was cold in December, dying embers of illusion wrought on the floor and each other. The next day I eagerly wanted to; - I wasted sought to borrow from sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore - Lenore and rarely mentioned the names of my books surcease of an angel, radiant for daughters - nameless here for evermore. I make a sound that thrilling sad uncertain purple silk curtains and each - is filled with great fear I never felt before; now, but still defeated in my heart, I stood repeating as The entrance door of the room begging for my visitors `'Tis - the entrance of the visitor appeal of the door of my room late; - this is it, nothing more, there'; now my soul grew stronger ; then hesitate no longer, for `, I said 'I beg your pardon truly' or wife; Utata but the fact is I am screw, tapping it gently came, and so faint tapping I came knocking at the door of the poor in my room listening to you 'I can certainly was; - here I opened wide the door; - Darkness there, and nothing more. I fear that dark gaze long into deep doubt dream start to wonder is there a human being dare dream to see the dream before; silence but without having expired, the dark gave no token, the only word there spoken and whispered words were `Lenore! I whispered ', and echoes the words, whispered to it` Lenore! this and just' Nothing more. Again, my room again soon turn all my soul within me burning to be heard before tapping somewhat louder. `Yes, 'which is certainly something in my window lattice of I was told'; there, this mystery - when my heart is still visible from it if you let me explore what thereat That way there is this mystery to explore; - the wind and nothing more 'Tis!', and Nabiki flirt with a lot of time, please Here I threw open the shutter, the date on which the old noble stately raven walk. Made without the least respect him; minutes to stop him or not, or stayed; However, women with either primary, mien room rates are on the door of my room - my room just The bust of Pallas is stopped on the door - is nearby area, nothing more and sat. Importance of facial expressions bird ebony this is deceiving fantasies sad for me to smile then, that the courtesy strict were wearing, 'has been cut crest thy, however, is empty, you,' I ` Art really say coward. Terribly strict wandering from the nightly shore, the ancient Raven - please tell me what is on the Night 'is the name thy lordly;'s Plutonian shore s!' Quoth the Raven, `Nevermore. I 'many are likely to talk This ugly little sense answer surprised to hear clearly poultry - though a little hole in the relationship; we do not agree it is not for human beings live birds on the door of his room but go Blessed with a look - the birds or beasts carved on the doors of a bust in his room, `Nevermore. with a name like '; Raven is located, but relaxing lonely bust be put in, but said, as his spirit that he leaked word of 1 1 word. Then he did not say anything more - not a feather then he Nabiita - Tweeted up 'with more friends that flew in front of many others I can barely - I wish him the next day before that. flew like 'leave me; bird then, `Nevermore. said';` probably be surprised by the silence broken by reply so well spoken, I was told to say nothing ' `The stock and is the only shop is unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and caught the unfortunate master, followed faster till his songs one burden bore - the burden of melancholy dirge to his request hole "of; Never-nevermore." I have deceived straight raven spirit in all my sad but still smiling 'and bust and door ran a relaxed seating in front of the bird; then the concatenation , this ominous bird of the past what we fancy to fancy himself betook velvet sinking of I - in this old rigid, ugly, scary, lean, `Nevermore speak in a hoarse voice something ominous bird. is meant by ' 16:10 aspect ratio; If it was engaged in sitting I guess, now burned poultry bosom 'in my eyes without severe expression of a syllable; center s; lying to me and many of which are easily cushion 'lamp was sitting by my head-that divine velvet lining that looked contentedly s o' the light; Well, lamp but velvet-violet lining o 'a satisfied look on the light ; Well, she, ah, press nevermore! Then, methought, the air more dense, foot is raised from the censer with the fragrance being dumped Author invisible-tufted floor rang the Seraphim falls. The `poor man, 'I, thee God hath imposed by` thy - are angels sent to him by the grace of thee - thy memories of Lenore cried and nepenthe from grace! Quaff is, oh This kind nepenthe quaff, forget this lost Lenore! 'Quoth the Raven, `Nevermore. prophets'`! evil things I said `'! - prophet still, if bird or devil! storm or tempter sent whether threw this land to thee is - to all lands in the desert that attracts But let devastated undaunted - truly this house due to fear that haunted, to beg that I - I Please tell - there - there balm in Gilead. - Tell me - tell me I'm begging you! 'Quoth the Raven, `Nevermore. Prophets'`! Evil things I said `'! - Prophet still, if bird What the devil! the point of turning on us - by that God we worship 逹 - and tell of the sorrow to be pushed in this spirit of Aidenn far, it mentioned the name of the sainted daughter Lenore and the angel grip - and the named Lenore rare angel, clutching her daughter please radiation, either. 'Quoth the Raven, `Nevermore.'` Split the words, or Genie is a sign of our bird! 'I cried with shrieks upstarting - `will get thee back into the Night' and the storm; Plutonian of s Coast! leave thy spirit hath spoken a lie that should not be treated as a token black feathers! Leave my loneliness unbroken! - please quit the bust above my door! from my heart Take thy beak in and take thy form from off my door! 'Quoth the Raven, `Nevermore. ravens flying and never' is still, do not sit in my room sitting bust of Pallas just above the door lackluster; seem to have all demon 'and his eyes; s are dreaming, lamp and flow-er his light o' the floor in his cast a shadow; floating on the floor in my soul from that shadow - and lifted nevermore!
But once I'm a midnight dreary, weak and contemplation, and fatigue, with many quaint forgotten knowledge, and curious volume, while I nodded, nearly taking a nap, there suddenly came tapping, tapping gently knocking at the door of my room now someone. Visitor `'Tis,' I, 'knocking at the door of the room muttered in my - more just this and nothing. Oh', I can clearly remember it was cold in December, dying embers of illusion wrought on the floor and each other. The next day I eagerly wanted to; - I wasted sought to borrow from sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore - Lenore and rarely mentioned the names of my books surcease of an angel, radiant for daughters - nameless here for evermore. I make a sound that thrilling sad uncertain purple silk curtains and each - is filled with great fear I never felt before; now, but still defeated in my heart, I stood repeating as The entrance door of the room begging for my visitors `'Tis - the entrance of the visitor appeal of the door of my room late; - this is it, nothing more, there'; now my soul grew stronger ; then hesitate no longer, for `, I said 'I beg your pardon truly' or wife; Utata but the fact is I am screw, tapping it gently came, and so faint tapping I came knocking at the door of the poor in my room listening to you 'I can certainly was; - here I opened wide the door; - Darkness there, and nothing more. I fear that dark gaze long into deep doubt dream start to wonder is there a human being dare dream to see the dream before; silence but without having expired, the dark gave no token, the only word there spoken and whispered words were `Lenore! I whispered ', and echoes the words, whispered to it` Lenore! this and just' Nothing more. Again, my room again soon turn all my soul within me burning to be heard before tapping somewhat louder. `Yes, 'which is certainly something in my window lattice of I was told'; there, this mystery - when my heart is still visible from it if you let me explore what thereat That way there is this mystery to explore; - the wind and nothing more 'Tis!', and Nabiki flirt with a lot of time, please Here I threw open the shutter, the date on which the old noble stately raven walk. Made without the least respect him; minutes to stop him or not, or stayed; However, women with either primary, mien room rates are on the door of my room - my room just The bust of Pallas is stopped on the door - is nearby area, nothing more and sat. Importance of facial expressions bird ebony this is deceiving fantasies sad for me to smile then, that the courtesy strict were wearing, 'has been cut crest thy, however, is empty, you,' I ` Art really say coward. Terribly strict wandering from the nightly shore, the ancient Raven - please tell me what is on the Night 'is the name thy lordly;'s Plutonian shore s!' Quoth the Raven, `Nevermore. I 'many are likely to talk This ugly little sense answer surprised to hear clearly poultry - though a little hole in the relationship; we do not agree it is not for human beings live birds on the door of his room but go Blessed with a look - the birds or beasts carved on the doors of a bust in his room, `Nevermore. with a name like '; Raven is located, but relaxing lonely bust be put in, but said, as his spirit that he leaked word of 1 1 word. Then he did not say anything more - not a feather then he Nabiita - Tweeted up 'with more friends that flew in front of many others I can barely - I wish him the next day before that. flew like 'leave me; bird then, `Nevermore. said';` probably be surprised by the silence broken by reply so well spoken, I was told to say nothing ' `The stock and is the only shop is unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and caught the unfortunate master, followed faster till his songs one burden bore - the burden of melancholy dirge to his request hole "of; Never-nevermore." I have deceived straight raven spirit in all my sad but still smiling 'and bust and door ran a relaxed seating in front of the bird; then the concatenation , this ominous bird of the past what we fancy to fancy himself betook velvet sinking of I - in this old rigid, ugly, scary, lean, `Nevermore speak in a hoarse voice something ominous bird. is meant by ' 16:10 aspect ratio; If it was engaged in sitting I guess, now burned poultry bosom 'in my eyes without severe expression of a syllable; center s; lying to me and many of which are easily cushion 'lamp was sitting by my head-that divine velvet lining that looked contentedly s o' the light; Well, lamp but velvet-violet lining o 'a satisfied look on the light ; Well, she, ah, press nevermore! Then, methought, the air more dense, foot is raised from the censer with the fragrance being dumped Author invisible-tufted floor rang the Seraphim falls. The `poor man, 'I, thee God hath imposed by` thy - are angels sent to him by the grace of thee - thy memories of Lenore cried and nepenthe from grace! Quaff is, oh This kind nepenthe quaff, forget this lost Lenore! 'Quoth the Raven, `Nevermore. prophets'`! evil things I said `'! - prophet still, if bird or devil! storm or tempter sent whether threw this land to thee is - to all lands in the desert that attracts But let devastated undaunted - truly this house due to fear that haunted, to beg that I - I Please tell - there - there balm in Gilead. - Tell me - tell me I'm begging you! 'Quoth the Raven, `Nevermore. Prophets'`! Evil things I said `'! - Prophet still, if bird What the devil! the point of turning on us - by that God we worship 逹 - and tell of the sorrow to be pushed in this spirit of Aidenn far, it mentioned the name of the sainted daughter Lenore and the angel grip - and the named Lenore rare angel, clutching her daughter please radiation, either. 'Quoth the Raven, `Nevermore.'` Split the words, or Genie is a sign of our bird! 'I cried with shrieks upstarting - `will get thee back into the Night' and the storm; Plutonian of s Coast! leave thy spirit hath spoken a lie that should not be treated as a token black feathers! Leave my loneliness unbroken! - please quit the bust above my door! from my heart Take thy beak in and take thy form from off my door! 'Quoth the Raven, `Nevermore. ravens flying and never' is still, do not sit in my room sitting bust of Pallas just above the door lackluster; seem to have all demon 'and his eyes; s are dreaming, lamp and flow-er his light o' the floor in his cast a shadow; floating on the floor in my soul from that shadow - and lifted nevermore!
