At the end of the poem,the man has quite clearly gone mad from grief: And the raven,never flitting,still is sitting still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;

VOA: special.2009.02.02

I drove as best I could and came out victorious." The Holcomb,29, said it was a thrill to end the long U.S.drought in the four-man bobsled.

VOA: standard.2010.02.28

"Back before there were any awards of any kind for this kind of music, the reward for a blues man was a pocket full of change , some bills at the end of the night, and the knowledge that you've got a place to sleep out of the rain and the wind.

VOA: standard.2010.08.04