Paulo Carreño escribió:

"Con dedicatoria especial para el Dr. Tovar...


Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the
floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;-vainly I had sought to
borrow From my books surcease of sorrow-sorrow for the lost
Lenore- For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-

Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me-filled me with fantastic terrors never felt
before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I
stood repeating "'Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my
chamber door-
Some late visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door;

This it is and nothing more."

The Raven, E.A. Poe