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| Stanza 3 |
| And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood reapeating, "Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door- Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door- That it is and nothing more." |
| KEY: bold: alliteration alliteration: internal rhyme underlined: rhyme |
| Description |
| During this stanza, we know there is a storm going on because the stanza states, " and the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain", which means that there is a strong wind outside blowing the curtains around. Also, when it says, "Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before", it means that the speaker is thrilled and scared at the same time because he thinks it's Lenore making that tapping, but realizes it's impossible because she's dead. In this stanza, we can see the first alliteration of the poem. It is stated in the first line of the stanza. The "s" sound is pronounced a lot when he says the words silken, sad, and uncertain together. |
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