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Tales and Fables I do not know why you've come
Or why you even care
To hear a story such as mine
Of the sorrow that I bear
Is it that you enjoy suffering
I wonder with affright
As I begin my tale
Of that long forgotten night
I was a man of stable means
She was the mayor's daughter
Always smiling and praising me
For the blessings I had brought her
Her name was Lenore, and I had planned
Upon that fateful day
To ask her for her hand in marriage
On the dock within the bay
For many weeks she had been gone
A-sailing on the sea
So on the day that she was due
I walked the lighthouse quay
The clouds were rolling like the waves
The lightning striking down
And in the waters of the bay
My Lenore did drown
For many hours, then many days
We held out hope of life
Yet that day my hopes were dashed
When I heard the mournful fife
My Lenore had just been found
And her angel face did burn
Itself into my waking eyes
Upon the ship's wrecked stern
The light was gone
And Earth was bare
I could no longer linger there
Turning away from her face
I paused for one last embrace
Then I ran, far away
From my problems, from my pain
I thought I saw her angel face
Before I stopped dead in the rain
A winter's chill on an Autumn breeze
Ghostly whispers in the trees
Brings me sobbing to my knees
Crying for Lenore
I cannot stay I beg and plead
As I flail, much like a reed
I just want desperately to be freed
From the memory of before
Her memory haunts me still
Even now, unto this day
I often drown in remembrance
As I walk along the bay
Many years have come and gone
Many more will still
At least she won't be forgotten
By her grave upon the hill
