BY ROBERT ERVIN HOWARDfirst published in Weird Tales, 1930 They hanged John Farrel in the dawn amid the marketplace;At dusk came Adam Brand to him and spat upon his face.‘Ho neighbors all,’ spake Adam Brand, ‘see ye John Farrel’s fate!‘Tis proven here a hempen noose is stronger than man’s hate! For heard ye not John…
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door— “‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— Only this and…
“Welcome to my house! Enter freely. Go safely, and leave something of the happiness you bring!”