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Summary of "The Raven"

Stanza 12:

  But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,

  Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;

  Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking

  Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-

  What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore

  Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

Paraphrased Stanza 12:

  But the Raven, still making my sad soul to smile,

  I wheeled a cushioned chair in front of the bird and the statue and the door;

  The, sitting down on the velvet seat, I began to connect

  Idea with idea, thinking of what this gloomy bird of olden times;

  What this grim, ungraceful, frightening, think, and gloomy bird of yore