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Once it smiled a silent dell | Once it smiled a silent dell | ||
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Where the people did not dwell; | Where the people did not dwell; | ||
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They had gone unto the wars, | They had gone unto the wars, | ||
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Trusting to the mild-eyed stars, | Trusting to the mild-eyed stars, | ||
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Nightly, from their azure towers, | Nightly, from their azure towers, | ||
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To keep watch above the flowers, | To keep watch above the flowers, | ||
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In the midst of which all day | In the midst of which all day | ||
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The red sun-light lazily lay. | The red sun-light lazily lay. | ||
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Now each visitor shall confess | Now each visitor shall confess | ||
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The sad valley's restlessness. | The sad valley's restlessness. | ||
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Nothing there is motionless — | Nothing there is motionless — | ||
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Nothing save the airs that brood | Nothing save the airs that brood | ||
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Over the magic solitude. | Over the magic solitude. | ||
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Ah, by no wind are stirred those trees | Ah, by no wind are stirred those trees | ||
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That palpitate like the chill seas | That palpitate like the chill seas | ||
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Around the misty Hebrides! | Around the misty Hebrides! | ||
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Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven | Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven | ||
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That rustle through the unquiet Heaven | That rustle through the unquiet Heaven | ||
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Uneasily, from morn till even, | Uneasily, from morn till even, | ||
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Over the violets there that lie | Over the violets there that lie | ||
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In myriad types of the human eye — | In myriad types of the human eye — | ||
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Over three lilies there that wave | Over three lilies there that wave | ||
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And weep above a nameless grave! | And weep above a nameless grave! | ||
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They wave: — from out their fragrant tops | They wave: — from out their fragrant tops | ||
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Eternal dews come down in drops. | Eternal dews come down in drops. | ||
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They weep: — from off their delicate stems | They weep: — from off their delicate stems | ||
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Perennial tears descend in gems. | Perennial tears descend in gems. |
Latest revision as of 21:06, 30 November 2012
by Edgar Allan Poe
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 each visitor shall confess
The sad valley's restlessness.
Nothing there is motionless —
Nothing save the airs that brood
Over the magic solitude.
Ah, by no wind are stirred those trees
That palpitate like the chill seas
Around the misty Hebrides!
Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven
That rustle through the unquiet Heaven
Uneasily, from morn till even,
Over the violets there that lie
In myriad types of the human eye —
Over three lilies there that wave
And weep above a nameless grave!
They wave: — from out their fragrant tops
Eternal dews come down in drops.
They weep: — from off their delicate stems
Perennial tears descend in gems.