Text: Edgar Allan Poe, “To One Departed” (Text-04b), Saturday Museum (Philadelphia), March 4, 1843, p. 1, col. 8


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­[page 1, column 8, continued:]

TO ONE DEPARTED.

Seraph! thy memory is to me

Like some enchanted far-off isle,

In some tumultuous sea —

Some ocean vexed as it may be

With storms, but where, meanwhile,

Serenest skies continually

Just o’er that one bright island smile.

 

For ’mid the earnest cares and woes

That crowd around my earthly path,

(Sad path, alas! where grows

Not ev’n one lonely rose,)

My soul at least solace hath

In dreams of thee, and therein knows

An Eden of bland repose.


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Notes:

This poem is quoted as part of a biographical article on Poe. (The present version of the poem is identical with the February 25, 1843 text.)

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