To One In Paradise

Edgar Allan Poe

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Thou wast all that to me, love,
For which my soul did pine-
A green isle in the sea, love,
A fountain and a shrine,
All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,
And all the flowers were mine.

Ah, dream too bright to last!
Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise
But to be overcast!
A voice from out the Future cries,
"On! on!"- but o'er the Past
(Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies
Mute, motionless, aghast!

For, alas! alas! me
The light of Life is o'er!
"No more- no more- no more-"
(Such language holds the solemn sea
To the sands upon the shore)
Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree
Or the stricken eagle soar!

And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy grey eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams-
In what ethereal dances,
By what eternal streams.

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  • groverducan8

    I've saw this Edgar Allen Poe's poem here and it's kinda melancholic no? "And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy grey eye glances," gave me the chills. What do you think he is refering too?

    • venusbrereton

      Edgar Allen Poe's lines "Ah, dream too bright to last!" hit harder now 😔 #RereadingChildhoodFavorites