Ваша оценкаAnd the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadows on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted -- nevermore!
Ghoulish! Ghastly! Horrid! Morbid! These are the words most often used to describe the wicked writings of Edgar Allan Poe. In this collecti...
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