HeatherS*: "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,"
HeatherS*: "Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing"
HeatherS*: "Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer"
HeatherS*: "and his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming."
HeatherS*: "And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor.......Shall be lifted EVERMORE"