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."
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak december,
And each dying ember wrought it's ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow, vainly I had set to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore-
For the rare and radiant maden whom angels named Lenore-
Nameless here forever more.
Yeah, not that hot here, but I'm super tired and I have a physics test tommorrow 
If I might enquire, what is the topic for this test?
