Once upon a midnight dreary（沉闷的）, while I pondered（沉思）, weak and weary（疲劳的）, over many a quaint（古雅的） and curious（好奇的） volume（卷） of forgotten lore, while I nodded（点(头)）, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, as of someone gently（有礼貌地） rapping, rapping at my chamber（会议室） door. 'Tis some visitor, I muttered（轻声低语）, tapping（轻敲） at my chamber（会议室） door, only this and nothing more. Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak（阴冷的） December, and each separate dying ember（灰烬） wrought its ghost upon the floor.