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1 " You call it hope — that fire of fire!It is but agony of desire. "
― Edgar Allan Poe , Edgar Allan Poe: Selected Poems
2 " And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor:And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore! "
3 " I have no words — alas! — to tellThe loveliness of loving well! "
4 " And thus thy memory is to meLike some enchanted far-off isleIn some tumultuous sea —Some ocean throbbing far and freeWith storms — but where meanwhileSerenest skies continuallyJust o'er that one bright island smile. "