My soul within me burning, Tis' love and nothing more

Mourning over the loss of his dear Lenore, the narrator of The Raven seeks out comfort elsewhere. Will he find solace in an unexpected place? Or is this just a distraction from his slow descent into madness, only this and nothing more? (Edit: Sorry about the paragraphs not being broken up, my formatting isn't staying the way I had it. PM me if you know how to fix that)