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The skies they were ashen and sober;
The leaves they were crisped and sere —
The leaves they were withering and sere;
It was night in the lonesome October
Of my most immemorial year.

— Edgar Allan Poe Ulalume (1847)

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The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?

The Premature Burial (1844)

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

The Raven (1844)

Years of love have been forgot
In the hatred of a minute.

A dark unfathom'd tide
Of interminable pride —
A mystery, and a dream,
Should my early life seem.

They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.

Eleonora (1841)

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