Lenore

Then, methought, the air

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Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. \”Wretch,\” I cried, \”thy God hath lent thee–by these angels he hath sent thee– Respite–respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!\” Quothe … Read more

Prophet!\\\” said I, \\\”thing

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Prophet!\” said I, \”thing of evil! – prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore- Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom … Read more

Ah, distinctly I remember

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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 borrow From my books surcease of sorrow – sorrow for the lost Leonore – For the rare and radiant maiden who the angels … Read more

Deep into that darkness

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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals 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!\” — … Read more