corvid wrote on Jul 22nd 2018, 03:11:16 about
fancy
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But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore—
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking “Nevermore.”
--- Edgar Allen Poe, »The Raven«
(the twelfth stanza)