Thy soul shall find itself alone โMid dark thoughts of the gray tombstoneโ Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of secrecy. Be silent in that solitude, Which is not lonelinessโfor then The spirits of the dead who stood In life before thee are again In death around theeโand their will Shall overshadow thee: be still. [...]
Edgar Allan PoeIn criticism I will be bold, and as sternly, absolutely just with friend and foe. From this purpose nothing shall turn me.
Edgar Allan PoeAnd now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. And one by one dropped the revelers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in the despairing posture of his fall. And 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.
Edgar Allan Poe