Summary of "The Raven"
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door-
Perched upon a bust of pallas just above my chamber door-
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Paraphrased Stanza 7:
At this point, I flung open the shutter, and with a lot of motion,
A grand raven stepped inside, like something from an old tale;
He didn't show the slightest bit of respect; he didn't pause at all;
But with the bearing of a lord or a lady, he perched above the door-
Perched uopn a bust of Pallas just above my door-
Perched, sat, and did nothing more.