And every night, late at night, I turned the lock of his door and opened it C oh,so gently! And then, when I had made an opening big enough for my head, I put in a dark lantern, all closed that no light shone out, and then I stuck in my head.

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He hears a noise at the window. Here is the beginning of the poem: 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.

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