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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Sarah Helen (Power) Whitman. (1803–1878)

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Star of resplendent front! Thy glorious eye
Shines on me still from out yon clouded sky.

Arcturus (To Edgar Allen Poe).

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Tell him I lingered alone on the shore,
Where we parted, in sorrow, to meet nevermore;
The night-wind blew cold on my desolate heart
But colder those wild words of doom,—“Ye must part.”

Our Island of Dreams.

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The sweet imperious mouth, whose haughty valor
Defied all portents of impending doom.

The Portrait. (Of Poe.)

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    Warm lights are on the sleepy uplands waning
  Beneath dark clouds along the horizon rolled,
Till the slant sunbeams through the fringes raining
  Bathe all the hills in melancholy gold.

A still Day in Autumn.

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Enchantress of the stormy seas,
Priestess of Night’s high mysteries.

Moonrise in May.

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    The summer skies are darkly blue,
  The days are still and bright,
And Evening trails her robes of gold
  Through the dim halls of Night. 1

Summer’s Call.

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    Raven from the dim dominions
  On the Night’s Plutonian shore, 2
Oft I hear thy dusky pinions
  Wave and flutter round my door—
See the shadow of thy pinions
  Float along the moonlit floor.

The Raven.

Note 1.
Longfellow: I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Sweep through her marble halls. [back]

Note 2.
See Poe: The Raven. [back]

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