<prompt> Hlahisa mohlala oa mongolo o ngotsoeng ka mokhoa oa Edgar Allan Poe.nan  <response>: Instruction in English: Generate an example of text written in the style of Edgar Allan Poe. . Response in English: Once upon a midnight dreary, as I pondered, weak and weary,Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.Tis some visitor, I muttered, tapping at my chamber door-Only this, and nothing more.Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrowFrom my books surcease of sorrowsorrow for the lost Lenore,For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore,Nameless here for evermore.Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, Lenore!This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, Lenore!-Merely this, and nothing more. . Response in Sesotho: Ka nako e ngoe ea bosiu bo boholo, ha ke ntse ke thuisa, ke fokola ke khathetse, Ka holima mantsoe a mangata a sa tloaelehang a lebetsoeng, Ha ke ntse ke ōma ka hlooho, ke batla ke robala, ka tšohanyetso ho ile ha tla ho tlanya, Ho tšoana le ha motho a beta ka bonolo, a ratha monyako oa kamore ea ka. Ke moeti e mong, ke ile ka honotha, ho tlanya monyako oa kamore ea ka-Ke sena feela, eseng ho feta. Ah, ke hopola hantle hore e ne e le ka Tshitwe e lerootho, Mme lelakabe le leng le le leng le shwang le ile la hlahisa moya wa lona fatshe. Ka tjantjello ke lakaletsa hosasane; ka lefeela ke ne ke batlile ho alima Libukeng tsa ka ho soabela Lenore ea lahlehileng, Ho moroetsana ea sa tloaelehang, ea khanyang eo mangeloi a mo reileng Lenore, ea sa reroeng mona ka ho sa feleng. Botebong ba lefifi leo ke ntse ke nyarela, nako e telele ke eme moo ke ntse ke ipotsa, ke tšohile, Ho belaela, ho lora litoro ha ho motho ea kileng a ba le sebete sa ho lora pele; Empa khutso ha ea ka ea khaoha, me khutso e ne e sa fane ka pontšo, me lentsoe le le leng feela le neng le buuoa moo ke lentsoe la ho seba, Lenore! Ke ile ka hoeshetsa sena, me lentsoe le ile la honotha, Lenore! Ke sena feela, eseng hape. 