“The life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of the tripods expired. And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.”
More from Edgar Allan Poe
“We loved with a love that was more than love.”
“...for love like mine can never be gotten over.”
“…Years of love have been forgot In the hatred of a minute.”
“If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.”