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Text: Edgar Allan Poe, "Eulalie — A Song" (G), J. L. Graham copy of The Raven and Other Poems, with Poe's manuscript changes, p. 24




[[This version has the changes applied]]
[page 24:]
EULALIE — A SONG.

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                                I  DWELT alone
                                In a world of moan,
                    And my soul was a stagnant tide,
Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride —
Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride.

                                Ah, less — less bright
                                The stars of the night
                        Than the eyes of the radiant girl!
                                And never a flake
                                That the vapor can make
                        With the moon-tints of purple and pearl,
Can vie with the modest Eulalie's most unregarded curl —
Can compare with the bright-eyed Eulalie's most humble and careless curl.

                                Now Doubt — now Pain
                                Come never again,
                        For her soul gives me sigh for sigh,
                                And all day long
                                Shines, bright and strong,
                        Astarté within the sky,
While ever to her dear Eulalie upturns her matron eye —
While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet eye.




[[This version gives the text as originally printed, with indications for
Poe's changes]]
[page 24:]
EULALIE — A SONG.

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

                                I  DWELT alone
                                In a world of moan,
                    And my soul was a stagnant tide,
Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride —
Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride.

                                Ah, less — less bright
                                The stars of the night
                        Than the eyes of the radiant girl!
                                And never a flake
                                That the vapo<<u>>r can make
                        With the moon-tints of purple and pearl,
Can vie with the modest Eulalie's most unregarded curl —
Can compare with the bright-eyed Eulalie's most humble and careless curl.

                                Now Doubt — now Pain
                                Come never again,
                        For her soul gives me sigh for sigh,
                                And all day long
                                Shines, bright and strong,
                        Astarté within the sky,
While ever to her dear Eulalie upturns her matron eye —
While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet eye.








Notes:

The only change Poe made in this text was to delete the "u" from "vapour" in line 10.





 
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