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    Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,

    By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,

    “Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,” I said, “art sure no craven,

    Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore—

    Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”

                Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
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Black watercolours on 300g watercolour paper.

Reference for the guy - www.selectism.com/files/2012/0…
Reference for the raven - wonderopolis.org/wp-content/up…

Description

    Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,

    By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,

    “Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,” I said, “art sure no craven,

    Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore—

    Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”

                Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
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Black watercolours on 300g watercolour paper.

Reference for the guy - www.selectism.com/files/2012/0…
Reference for the raven - wonderopolis.org/wp-content/up…