“Oh, lady bright! can it be right- The window open to the night? The wanton airs, from the tree-top, Laughingly through the lattice drop - The bodiless airs, a wizard rout, Flit through thy chamber in and out, And wave… — Edgar Allen Poe Copy Share Image
Finish, good lady; the bright day is done, And we are for the Dark. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
