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THE RAVEN is one of Poe's best known poems.
I designed a video with a near atmosphere.
I adore POE,so this is a tribute to the immortal writer and poet!
This song is performed by the band "The...
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And when the Steward held the harp he cried,
"How did you get it? Please, I have to know!"
Etain then answered him, "Sir, once I spied
At noon a sloe-black raven hovering low
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Alas, when he arose he saw a stream
Instead of Lethe. He tried to understand.
He saw a rock. He cried, "Was it a dream?"
Of Orpheus he thought. His cry rose to a scream!
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Unbound
(Eve Was a Poet)
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
The chains of his own making,
of his own fears...
Rattle in their comfortable discomfort.
Awoken...
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When he awoke his forehead throbbed in pain.
Until he found his harp he stumbled round.
No shadow fell. He heard a hunting strain,
A thunderous din, the sound of horse and hound....
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For three long years he pined so for Etain.
His lips were chapped, his feet were bruised and sore.
His beard grew long. So hoary was his mane!
His arms waxed strong and yet his body waned
So...
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And when sweet juices ran from lip to chin
And waists felt fuller than a bursting sack
They piled up leaves and heather to begin
A morning nap. Etain lay on her back
Each finger yet...
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The Queen and maids at dawn one harvest time
Rode to the orchard. Joy was in each heart
To pick the ruby cherry in its prime.
Beneath the grafted tree they left their cart.
Up...
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For all Pickle devotees (Juicy or no).
-G. Bennett Ulrich
(It's why some call me The Pickler...or sometimes just Pickles).
www.GravenImageFilms.com
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