Selections from Poe by J. Montgomery Gambrill
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I saw thee on thy bridal day, When a burning blush came o'er thee, Though happiness around thee lay, The world all love before thee; And in thine eye a kindling light 5 (Whatever it might be) Was all on Earth my aching sight Of loveliness could see. That blush, perhaps, was maiden shame: As such it well may pass, 10 Though its glow hath raised a fiercer flame In the breast of him, alas! Who saw thee on that bridal day, When that deep blush _would_ come o'er thee, Though happiness around thee lay, 15 The world all love before thee. SPIRITS OF THE DEAD Thy soul shall find itself alone 'Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone; Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of secrecy. |
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