Ah Distinctly I Remember It Was In The Bleak December Next-Gen 2026 Data Repository #651
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Ah, distinctly i remember it was in the bleak december Eagerly i wished the morrow;—vainly i had sought to borrow from my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost lenore— And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And
Eagerly i wished the morrow;—vainly i had sought to borrow from my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost lenore— for the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name lenore— nameless here for evermore. 'tis some visitor, i muttered, tapping at my chamber door— only this and nothing more. ah, distinctly i remember it was in the bleak december This description begins stanza 2, continuing the gothic and eerie mood set in stanza 1
The speaker describes his fire that is slowly fading, and with each “dying ember,” the chamber grows more dim.
Ah, distinctly i remember it was in the bleak december, and each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor Eagerly i wished the morrow — vainly i had sought to borrow from my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost lenore — for the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name lenore — nameless here for evermore. Eagerly, i wished the morrow
