uot;h the raven “nevermore.”
渡鸦说：永不复焉。
“prophet!” said i, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!
“先知！”我说，“邪恶之物，仍是先知不管是鸟是魔”
by that heaven that bends above us—by that god we both adore—
看在苍穹之上的天堂份上—看在我们彼此仰慕的神明份上—
tell this soul with sorrow den if, within the distant aidenn,
告诉这满怀悲伤的魂灵，在那遥远的伊甸园中
it shall csp a sainted maiden whom the angels name lenore—
它是否怀抱着那神圣的，那被天使们称为丽诺尔的女子
csp a rare and radiant maiden whom the an