Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,
    And tempted her out of her gloom
    and conquered her scruples and gloom; 
And we passed to the end of the vista,
    But we stopped by the door of a tomb
    by the door of a legended tomb;
And I said - "What is written, sweet sister,
    On the door o this legended tomb?"
    She replied: "Ulalume - Ulalume! - 
    'tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!"
Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
    As the leaves that were crispèd and sere
    As the leaves that were withering and sere;
And I cried: "It was surely October
    Onthis very night of last year
    That I journeyed - I journeyed down here! - 
    That I brought a dread burden down here
    On this night of all nights in the year,
    Ah, what demon has tempted me here?
Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber
    This misty mid region of Weir
Well I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber,
    This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."
------E.A.P.
segunda-feira, 7 de setembro de 2009
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