so that now, to still the beating
of my heart, i stood repeating
"'tis some visitor entreating
entrance at my chamber door--
some late visitor entreating
entrance at my chamber door;
this it is and nothing more."
presently my soul grew stronger;
hesitating then no longer,
"sir," said i, "or madam,
truly your forgiveness i implore;
but the fact is i was napping,
and so gently you came rapping,
and so faintly you came tapping,
tapping at my chamber door,
that i scarce was sure i heard you"
--here i opened wide the door--
darkness there and nothing more.
deep into that darkness peering,
long i stood there wondering, fearing,