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Text: Edgar Allan Poe, "[To Octavia]" (A), manuscript, about 1827


When wit, and wine, and friends have met
And laughter crowns the festive hour
In vain I struggle to forget
Still does my heart confess thy power
            And fondly turn to thee!

But Octavia, do not strive to rob
My heart of all that soothes its pain
The mournful hope that every throb
            Will make it break for thee!

                                      [May the 1st 1827 —]


The date at the bottom of the manscript was clearly written by a hand other than Poe's, which is why it is here given in square brackets.

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