"O craving heart, for the lost flowers
And sunshine of my summer hours!
The undying voice of that dead time,
With its interminable chime,
Rings, in the spirit of a spell,
Upon thy emptiness- a knell."
From "Tamerlane" by Edgar Allan Poe
September 27th, 2012
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