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Once it smiled a silent dell
Where the people did not dwell;
They had gone unto the wars,
Trusting to the mild-eyed stars, [page 73:]
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Nightly, from their azure towers,
To keep watch above the flowers,
In the midst of which all day
The red sun-light lazily lay.
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Now each visiter shall confess
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The sad valley's restlessness.
Nothing there is motionless —
Nothing save the airs that brood
Over the magic solitude. [page 74:]
Ah, by no wind are stirred those trees
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That palpitate like the chill seas
Around the misty Hebrides!
Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven
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That rustle through the unquiet Heaven
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Uneasily, from morn till even,
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Over the violets there that lie
In myriad types of the human eye —
Over the lilies there that wave
And weep above a nameless grave!
They wave: — from out their fragrant tops
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Eternal dews come down in drops.
They weep: — from off their delicate stems
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Perennial tears descend in gems.
(1831)
THE VALLEY NIS
Far away — far away —
Far away — as far at least
Lies that valley as the day
Down within the golden east —
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All things lovely — are not they
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Far away — far away?
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It is called the valley Nis.
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And a Syriac tale there is
Thereabout which Time hath said
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Shall not be interpreted.
Something about Satan's dart —
Something about angel wings —
Much about a broken heart —
All about unhappy things:
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But “the valley Nis” at best
Means “the valley of unrest.”
Once it smil’d a silent dell
Where the people did not dwell,
Having gone unto the wars —
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And the sly, mysterious stars, [page 73:]
With a visage full of meaning,
O’er the unguarded flowers were leaning:
Or the sun ray dripp’d all red
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Thro’ the tulips overhead,
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Then grew paler as it fell
On the quiet Asphodel.
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Now the unhappy shall confess
Nothing there is motionless:
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Helen, like thy human eye
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There th’ uneasy violets lie —
There the reedy grass doth wave
Over the old forgotten grave — [page 74:]
One by one from the tree top
There the eternal dews do drop —
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There the vague and dreamy trees
Do roll like seas in northern breeze
Around the stormy Hebrides —
There the gorgeous clouds do fly,
Rustling everlastingly,
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Through the terror-stricken sky,
Rolling like a waterfall
O’er th’ horizon's fiery wall —
There the moon doth shine by night
With a most unsteady light —
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There the sun doth reel by day
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“Over the hills and far away.”
[The following variants appear at the bottom of page 72:]
[6 Far away: One and all, too (S.L.M.).]
Title The Valley Nis (1831, S. L. M.).
[The following variants appear at the bottom of page 73:]
[24 the: tall (S. L .M.).
27-46 For these lines S. L. M. substitutes the following:
Now each visiter shall confess
Nothing there is motionless:
Nothing save the airs that brood
O’er the enchanted solitude,
Save the airs with pinions furled
That slumber o’er that valley-world.
No wind in Heaven, and lo! the trees
Do roll like seas, in Northern breeze,
Around the stormy Hebrides —
No wind in Heaven, and clouds do fly,
Rustling everlastingly,
Thro’ the terror-stricken sky,
Rolling, like a waterfall,
O’er th’ horizon's fiery wall —
And Helen, like thy human eye,
Low crouched on Earth, some violets lie,
And, nearer Heaven, some lilies wave
All banner-like, above a grave.
And one by one, from out their tops
Eternal dews come down in drops,
Ah, one by one, from off their stems
Eternal dews come down in gems!]
[The following variants appear at the bottom of page 74:]
18 rustle: rustles (A. W. R.).
19 Uneasily: Unceasingly (A. W. R., B.J.).
27 A. W. R. adds the following lines:
They wave; they weep; and the tears, as they well
From the depth of each pallid lily-bell,
Give a trickle and a tinkle and a knell.
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Notes:
None.
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[S:0 - KCP, 1917] - Edgar Allan Poe Society of Baltimore - Works - The Valley of Unrest (ed. K. Campbell, 1917)