Text: Edgar Allan Poe, “To -- --” (Text-03), Herring copy of Al Aaraaf, Tamerlane and Minor Poems (1829), with manuscript changes, 1845, p. 62


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[[This version has the changes applied]]

[page 62:]

3.

TO — —

 

1

 

The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see

The wantonest singing birds

Are lips — and all thy melody

Of lip-begotten words —

 

2

 

Thine eyes, in Heaven of heart enshrin’d

Then desolately fall,

O! God! on my funereal mind

Like starlight on a pall —

 

3

 

Thy heart — thy heart! — I wake and sigh,

And sleep to dream till day

Of the truth that gold can never buy —

Of the baubles that it may.


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

[page 62:]

3.

TO — —

 

1

 

The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see

The wantonest singing birds

Are lips — and all thy melody

Of lip-begotten words —

 

2

 

Thine eyes, in Heaven of heart enshrin’d

Then desolately fall,

O! God! on my funereal mind

Like starlight on a pall —

 

3

 

Thy heart — thy heart! — I wake and sigh,

And sleep to dream till day

Of <the> truth that gold can never buy —

Of the >>trifles<< <baubles> that it may.


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Notes:

None.


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