Text: Edgar Allan Poe, “[The Haunted Palace]” (Text-04b), Tales of the Grotesque and Arabesque (1840), 1:88-90


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[page 88, continued:]

[[The Haunted Palace.]]

I.

In the greenest of our valleys,

By good angels tenanted,

Once a fair and stately palace —

Snow-white palace — reared its head.

In the monarch Thought's dominion —

It stood there!

Never seraph spread a pinion

Over fabric half so fair.

II.

Banners yellow, glorious, golden,

On its roof did float and flow;

(This — all this — was in the olden

Time long ago)

And every gentle air that dallied,

In that sweet day,

Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,

A winged odor went away. [page 89:]

III.

Wanderers in that happy valley

Through two luminous windows saw

Spirits moving musically

To a lute's well-tunéd law,

Round about a throne, where sitting

(Porphyrogene!)

In state his glory well befitting,

The sovereign of the realm was seen.

IV.

And all with pearl and ruby glowing

Was the fair palace door,

Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing,

And sparkling evermore,

A troop of Echoes whose sweet duty

Was but to sing,

In voices of surpassing beauty,

The wit and wisdom of their king.

V.

But evil things, in robes of sorrow,

Assailed the monarch's high estate;

(Ah, let us mourn, for never morrow

Shall dawn upon him, desolate!)

And, round about his home, the glory

That blushed and bloomed

Is but a dim-remembered story

Of the old time entombed.

VI.

And travellers now within that valley,

Through the red-litten windows, see

Vast forms that move fantastically

To a discordant melody; [page 90:]

While, like a rapid ghastly river,

Through the pale door,

A hideous throng rush out forever,

And laugh — but smile no more.


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Notes:

This version of the poem is incorporated into “The Fall of the House of Usher.” As such, it does not carry a title in this printing.


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