Which five words in this excerpt from "the raven" by edgar allan poe create an ominous and spooky atmosphere? 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.