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.”
-Excerpt from The Raven(by Edgar Allen Poe)
When I first started drawing this, I had no idea what to draw, so I was just scribbling.... then it turned into a bird..
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.”
-Excerpt from The Raven(by Edgar Allen Poe)
When I first started drawing this, I had no idea what to draw, so I was just scribbling.... then it turned into a bird..
