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TO ONE IN PARADISE

TO ONE IN PARADISE

Edgar Allan Poe, 1834



    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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