Elizabeth (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
Elizabeth, it surely is most fit In thy own book that first thy name ...
Elizabeth, it surely is most fit In thy own book that first thy name ...
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten ...
Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream! My spirit not awakening, till the beam Of an Eternity should ...
In spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide world a spot The which I could ...
Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow-- You are not ...
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