Text: Edgar Allan Poe, “To One in Paradise” (Study Text - RAOP-JLG)


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[page 23:]

Title: TO ONE IN PARADISE.

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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]]

[page 23:]

TO ONE IN PARADISE.

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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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