Text: Edgar Allan Poe, “To —— [The bowers whereat]” (Text-E), The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe (1850), 2:104


[page 104, continued:]

TO ——.


THE bowers whereat, in dreams, I see

The wantonest singing birds,

Are lips — and all thy melody

Of lip-begotten words —

Thine eyes, in Heaven of heart enshrined

Then desolately fall,

O God! on my funereal mind

Like starlight on a pall —

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

And sleep to dream till day

Of truth that gold can never buy —

Of the baubles that it may.



Griswold’s version of the text is identical to that published in The Raven and Other Poems (1845), with no changes in words or puncutation.


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