I’m fond of The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe. Back in the day, we had to memorized the first two stanza. So I’m still very fond of the first stanza.
“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.””-Edgar Allen Poe, The Raven
-Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 
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