sisyfos

Foto: M. Svensson

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then
no longer,
‘Sir,’ said I, ‘or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came
rapping,
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

Text: Edgar Allan Poe