Bettye Noir and Her Poe Poe Doll ** Edgar Allan Poe

The Raven

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, and nothing more.'

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-Edgar Allan Poe

"CHEERS" to St.Patricks's Day ****

A Snippet of James Joyce Poetry...

From "CHAMBER MUSIC"

VIII

Who goes amid the green wood With springtide all adorning her?

Who goes amid the merry green wood To make it merrier?

Who passes in the sunlight By ways that know the light footfall?

Who passes in the sweet sunlight With mien so virginal?

The ways of all the woodland Gleam with a soft and golden fire --

-For whom does all the sunny woodland Carry so brave attire?

O, it is for my true love The woods their rich apparel wear --

-O, it is for my own true love,That is so young and fair.

May you have:A world of wishes at your command.

God and his angels close to hand.

Friends and family their love impart,

and Irish blessings in your heart!

HAPPY