Text: Edgar Allan Poe, “Evening Star” (Text-A), Tamerlane and Other Poems (1827), pp. 28-29


[page 28, continued:]



’Twas noontide of summer,

And mid-time of night;

And stars, in their orbits,

Shone pale, thro’ the light

Of the brighter, cold moon, [page 29:]

’Mid planets her slaves,

Herself in the Heavens,

Her beam on the waves.

I gaz’d awhile

On her cold smile;

Too cold — too cold for me —

There pass’d, as a shroud,

A fleecy cloud,

And I turn’d away to thee,

Proud Evening Star,

In thy glory afar,

And dearer thy beam shall be;

For joy to my heart

Is the proud part

Thou bearest in Heav’n at night,

And more I admire

Thy distant fire,

Than that colder, lowly light.



This is one of the poems in this collection that Poe never reprinted, although T. O. Mabbott finds in the poem some foreshadowing of “Ulalume”.


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