| Yes, I now feel that it was then on that evening of sweet
dreams that the very first dawn of human love burst upon the icy night
of my spirit. Since that period I have never seen nor heard your
name without a shiver half of delight, half of anxiety… For years
your name never passed my lips, while my soul drank in, with a delirious
thirst, all that was uttered in my presence respecting you.
~ Edgar Allan Poe
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