Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer \nSwung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. \n\"Wretch,\" I cried, \"thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he hath sent thee \nRespite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore! \nQuaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!\" \nQuoth the Raven, \"Nevermore.\"\n\nFantastic Set.....
sickos57
France
July 2006
APR 30, 2007 08:52 AM