Quote by Edgar Allan Poe
““Our talk had been serious and sober, But our thoughts they were palsied and sere - For we knew not the month was October, And we marked not the night of the year - (Ah, night of all nights in the year!) We noted not the dim lake of Auber - (Though once we had journeyed down here) - Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber, Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.””
