English

Brutus

25 August, 12:20

Read the passage.

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.

In this excerpt from "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe, what has happened to Lenore?

She has left the speaker for another.

She has moved away.

She has suddenly disappeared.

She has died.