“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
“At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon.” — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
