Ah, distinctly remember bleak December separate dying ember wrought gh — Edgar Allan Poe, Complete Stories Poems

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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 Lenore.

Edgar Allan Poe, The Complete Stories and Poems

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