“ Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore! ”
Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven (1845). copy citation
| Author | Edgar Allan Poe |
|---|---|
| Source | The Raven |
| Topic | grief drinking heartbreak |
| Date | 1845 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/17192/17192-h/17192-h.htm |
Context
“Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls 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! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!—
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—” source
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!—
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—” source
