to one in paradise

To One In Paradise
From The Raven and Other Works, (1849)
(J. Lorimer Graham Copy)
Variant N

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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 oer the Past
(Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies
Mute, motionless, aghast!

For, alas! Alas! With me
The light of Life is oer!
" 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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Kathy Dudely, MAT Candidate, Bard College
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