The Valley Nis

Far away — far away — Far away — as far at least Lies that valley as the day Down within the golden east — All things lovely — are not they Far away — far away ? It is called the valley Nis. And a...

The Valley of Unrest

Once it smiled a silent dell Where the people did not dwell; They had gone unto the wars, Trusting to the mild-eyed stars, Nightly, from their azure towers, To keep watch above the flowers, In the midst of which all day The red sun-light lazily lay. Now...

Ulalume

The skies they were ashen and sober; ⁠The leaves they were crisped and sere— ⁠The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October ⁠Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, ⁠In the misty...

To the River

Fair river! in thy bright, clear flow ⁠Of crystal, wandering water, Thou art an emblem of the glow ⁠Of beauty—the unhidden heart— ⁠The playful maziness of art In old Alberto's daughter; But when within thy wave she looks— ⁠Which glistens then, and trembles— Why, then, the prettiest...

To One in Paradise

Thou wast that all 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...

To Octavia

When wit, and wine, and friends have met And laughter crowns the festive hour In vain I struggle to forget Still does my heart confess thy power And fondly turn to thee! But Octavia, do not strive to rob My heart of all that soothes...

To my mother

Because I feel that, in the Heavens above, ⁠The angels, whispering to one another, Can find, among their burning terms of love, ⁠None so devotional as that of "Mother," Therefore by that dear name I long have called you— ⁠You who are more than...

To Miss Louise Olivia Hunter

Though I turn, I fly not — I cannot depart; I would try, but try not To release my heart. And my hopes are dying While, on dreams relying, I am spelled by art. Thus, the bright snake coiling Neath the forest tree Wins the bird, beguiling, To come...

To Marie Louise

Not long ago, the writer of these lines, In the mad pride of intellectuality, Maintained "the power of words"- denied that ever A thought arose within the human brain Beyond the utterance of the human tongue: And now, as if in mockery of that...

To M. L. S——

Of all who hail thy presence as the morning- Of all to whom thine absence is the night- The blotting utterly from out high heaven The sacred sun- of all who, weeping, bless thee Hourly for hope- for life- ah! above all, For the...

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