Relief's Thirst Lyrics

Then methought the air grew denser

Perfumed from an unseen censer

Swung by angels whose faint footfalls

Tinkled on the tufted floor

"Wretch," I cried, thy God hath lent thee

By these angels he hath sent thee

Respite—respite and Nepenthe

From thy memories of Lenore!

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"

Let me quaff this kind Nepenthe

And forget this lost Lenore

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"

Let me quaff this kind Nepenthe

And forget this lost Lenore

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil

Prophet still, if bird or devil

Whether Tempter sent, or whether

Tempest tossed thee here ashore

Desolate, yet all undaunted

On this desert land enchanted

On this home by Horror haunted

Tell me truly, I implore

Is there, is there balm in Gilead?

Tell me, tell me, I implore!

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"

Let me quaff this kind Nepenthe

And forget this lost Lenore

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"

Let me quaff this kind Nepenthe

And forget this lost Lenore

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"

Tell me truly, I implore—

Is there, is there balm in Gilead?

Tell me, tell me, I implore!

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"

Let me quaff this kind Nepenthe

And forget this lost Lenore

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"

Let me quaff this kind Nepenthe

And forget this lost Lenore

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"