A P (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
How shall the burial rite be read?The solemn song be sung ?The requiem for the loveliest dead,That ever died so ...
How shall the burial rite be read?The solemn song be sung ?The requiem for the loveliest dead,That ever died so ...
Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever! Let the bell toll!- a saintly soul floats on the ...
How often we forget all time, when lone Admiring Nature's universal throne; Her woods - her winds - her mountains ...
In spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide world a spot The which I could ...
PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where ...
Kind solace in a dying hour! Such, father, is not (now) my theme- I will not madly deem that power ...
How often we forget all time, when lone Admiring Nature's universal throne; Her woods- her wilds- her mountains- the intense ...
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