Edgar Allan Poe 1809 (Boston) – 1849 (Baltimore)

How often we forget all time, when lone
  Admiring Nature's universal throne;
  Her woods- her wilds- her mountains- the intense
  Reply of HERS to OUR intelligence! [BYRON, The Island.]


  In youth have I known one with whom the Earth
  In secret communing held- as he with it,
  In daylight, and in beauty from his birth:
  Whose fervid, flickering torch of life was lit
  From the sun and stars, whence he had drawn forth
  A passionate light- such for his spirit was fit-
  And yet that spirit knew not, in the hour
  Of its own fervor what had o'er it power.


  Perhaps it may be that my mind is wrought
  To a fever by the moonbeam that hangs o'er,
  But I will half believe that wild light fraught
  With more of sovereignty than ancient lore
  Hath ever told- or is it of a thought
  The unembodied essence, and no more,
  That with a quickening spell doth o'er us pass
  As dew of the night-time o'er the summer grass?


  Doth o'er us pass, when, as th' expanding eye
  To the loved object- so the tear to the lid
  Will start, which lately slept in apathy?
  And yet it need not be- (that object) hid
  From us in life- but common- which doth lie
  Each hour before us- but then only, bid
  With a strange sound, as of a harp-string broken,
  To awake us- 'Tis a symbol and a token


  Of what in other worlds shall be- and given
  In beauty by our God, to those alone
  Who otherwise would fall from life and Heaven
  Drawn by their heart's passion, and that tone,
  That high tone of the spirit which hath striven,
  Tho' not with Faith- with godliness- whose throne
  With desperate energy 't hath beaten down;
  Wearing its own deep feeling as a crown.

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Submitted on May 13, 2011


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