Deep in earth my love is lying And I must weep alone.

Children are never too tender to be whipped. Like tough beefsteaks, the more you beat them, the more tender they become.

Tell me truly, I implore-- Is there-- is there balm in Gilead?--tell me--tell me, I implore!

And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you"— here I opened wide the door; — Darkness there, and nothing more.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Scorching my seared heart with a pain, not hell shall make me fear again.

And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.