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Title: TO ONE IN PARADISE.
Rule: ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Line-01-001 THOU wast {{1845-01: that }} all {{1849-02: that }} to me, love,
Line-01-002 [[indent]] For which my soul did pine —
Line-01-003 A green isle in the sea, love,
Line-01-004 [[indent]] A fountain and a shrine,
Line-01-005 All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,
Line-01-006 [[indent]] And all the flowers were mine.
Line-01-007 Ah, dream too bright to last!
Line-01-008 [[indent]] Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise
Line-01-009 But to be overcast!
Line-01-010 [[indent]] A voice from out the Future cries,
Line-01-011 “On! on!” — but o’er the Past
Line-01-012 [[indent]] (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies
Line-01-013 Mute, motionless, aghast!
Line-01-014 For, alas! alas! with me
Line-01-015 [[indent]] The light of Life is o’er!
Line-01-016 [[indent]] No more — no more — no more —
Line-01-017 (Such language holds the solemn sea
Line-01-018 [[indent]] To the sands upon the shore)
Line-01-019 Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree,
Line-01-020 [[indent]] Or the stricken eagle soar!
Line-01-021 And all my days are trances,
Line-01-022 [[indent]] And all my nightly dreams
Line-01-023 Are where thy {{1845-02: dark //1849-02: grey }} eye glances,
Line-01-024 [[indent]] And where thy footstep gleams —
Line-01-025 In what ethereal dances,
Line-01-026 [[indent]] By what eternal streams.
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[[Alternate presentation giving the text as originally printed, with indications for Poe's changes]]
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THOU wast <that> all >>that<< to me, love, <tr>
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 o’er the Past
(Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies
Mute, motionless, aghast!
For, alas! alas! with me
The light of Life is o’er!
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 >>dark<< <grey> eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams —
In what ethereal dances,
By what eternal streams.
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Notes:
For an explanation of the formatting used in this Study Text, see editorial policies and methods. This format is very much an experiment, particularly for poetry. For the version with changes applied, see the full poem.
Because Poe's changes here are made in his own copy of The Raven and other Poems, the pagination of that edition has been retained in the present text.
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