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Bridal BalladAnd the wreath is on my brow; Satin and jewels grand Are all at my command, And many a rood of land And I am happy now. And my lord he loves me well; But, when first he breathed his vow, I felt my bosom swell, And the voice seemed his who fell For the words rang as a knell, In the battle down the dell, And who is happy now. But he spoke to re-assure me, And he kissed my pallid brow, While a reverie came o'er me, And to the churchyard bore me, And I sighed to him before me, "Oh, I am happy now!" And thus the words were spoken, And this the plighted vow, And, though my faith be broken, And, though my heart be broken, Behold the golden token That proves me happy now! Would God I could awaken! For I dream I know not how! And my soul is sorely shaken Lest an evil step be taken, Lest the dead who is forsaken May not be happy now Edgar Allan Poe Beloved Physician, Bells, The Divine Right Of Kings, Elizabeth, Spirits of the Dead, Epigram for Wall Street, The Haunted Palace, Romance, To One In Paradise, The Valley of Unrest creation of beauty in words. Edgar Allan Poe of many things which escape those who dream only by night. Edgar Allan Poe while I pondered weak and weary... Edgar Allan Poe is excessively discussed because it is obscure; in the ninety-nine remaining it is obscure because it is excessively discussed. Edgar Allan Poe a contradiction in terms. Edgar Allan Poe a dream within a dream. Edgar Allan Poe |
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