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To—— (”The bowers...”) - Edgar Allan Poe
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To—— (”The bowers...”) Edgar Allan Poe

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To—— (”The bowers...”) - Edgar Allan Poe
The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see
The wantonest singing birds
Are lips—and all thy melody
Of lip-begotten words—

Thine eyes, in Heaven of heart enshrin’d
Then desolately fall,
O! God! on my funereal mind
Like starlight on a pall—

Thy heart—thy heart!—I wake and sigh,
And sleep to dream till day
Of truth that gold can never buy—
Of the trifles that it may.
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