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von Blindead

Over many a quaint and corious
Volume of
Forgotten lore -
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tappng,

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there
Wondering, fearing,
Doubting ...


While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping,
Rapping at my
Chamber door.

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak
December,
And each separate dying ember
Wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Dreams no mortals
Ever dared to dream before
Ever dared to dream before

Dreams no mortals
Ever dared to dream before

Ever dared to dream before