Edgar Allan Poe Quote

And then there stole into my fancy, like a rich musical note, the thought of what sweet rest there must be in the grave.


Tales by Edgar Allan Poe: (ed. Dimitrios Spyridon Chytiris, 1927)

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And then there stole into my fancy, like a rich musical note, the thought of what sweet rest there must be in the grave.

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And then there stole into my fancy, like a rich musical note, the thought of what sweet rest there must be in the grave.

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And then there stole into my fancy, like a rich musical note, the thought of what sweet rest there must be in the grave.

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And then there stole into my fancy, like a rich musical note, the thought of what sweet rest there must be in the grave.