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Nevermore
Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he hath sent thee
Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
Edgar Allan Poe
16"H x 20"W
Price:$400.00
16"H x 20"W
Price:$400.00










