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04/04/2002 Entry: "Respite, respite, and nepenthe..."
I was working with a customer today whose username was "Nepenthe." That's not a word you hear much anymore. I recognized it from Poe.
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls 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;
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
I new it was some kind of drug. Dictionary.com yeilded this:
1. A drug mentioned in the Odyssey as a remedy for grief.
2. Something that induces forgetfulness of sorrow or eases pain.
Cool, huh. I think I have just invented a new Goth alter-ego: Absynthe Nepenthe.