„Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ‚‘Tis some visitor,‘ I muttered, ‚tapping at my chamber door – Only this, … Die Poesie des „Nevermore“ – Edgar Allan Poes dunkle Romantik weiterlesen