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 Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore
PS... picture is by Gustave Dore
PSS... Quinn won't let me name the baby Lenore. Or Poe. Or Raven. Sigh...
4 comments:
i like raven...esp if she has a head full of dark hair like yours. i don't like poe. or lenore.
Or maybe, Annabel Lee?!
http://www.biblicalhorizons.com/open-book/no-28-concerning-halloween/
THis is the website where this article originated.
Hey, did you know that they have a THriller dance here in downtown every yr. around Halloween!
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