Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, and each separate dying ember wrought it’s 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 angles name Lenore- Nameless here for evermore. Which best describes the mood of the passage?
A. Indifferent
B. Inquisitive
C. Gloomy
D. Frustrated
