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Text: Edgar Allan Poe, "Bridal Ballad" (F), J. L. Graham copy of The Raven and Other Poems, with Poe's manuscript changes, pp. 7-8






[[This version has the changes applied]]

[page 7:]


BRIDAL BALLAD.

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THE ring is on my hand,
    And the wreath is on my brow;
Satins and jewels grand
Are all at my command,
    And I am happy now.

And my lord he loves me well;
    But, when first he breathed his vow,
I felt my bosom swell —
For the words rang as a knell,
And the voice seemed his who fell
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're me,
And to the church-yard bore me,
And I sighed to him before me,
(Thinking him dead D'Elormie,)
    "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,
Here is a ring, as token
That I am happy now! — [page 8:]
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.





[[This version gives the text as originally
printed, with indications for Poe's changes]]

[page 7:]


BRIDAL BALLAD.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

THE ring is on my hand,
    And the wreath is on my brow;
Satins and jewels grand
Are all at my command,
    And I am happy now.

And my lord he loves me well;
    But, when first he breathed his vow,
I felt my bosom swell —
For the words rang as a knell,
And the voice seemed his who fell
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're me,
And to the church-yard bore me,
And I sighed to him before me,
Thinking him dead D'Elormie,    (        )
^    "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,
<Here is a ring, as token
That I am happy now! —> [page 8:]
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.









Notes:

None.







 
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