“And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before.”
More from Edgar Allan Poe
“We loved with a love that was more than love.”
“The life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of…”
“...for love like mine can never be gotten over.”
“…Years of love have been forgot In the hatred of a minute.”