Text: unknown (ed. Killis Campbell), “The Departed,” The Poems of Edgar Allan Poe, Ginn and Company, 1917, pp. 142-143


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THE DEPARTED

Where the river ever floweth,

Where the green grass ever groweth,

Where each star most faintly gloweth,

Do I wander on;

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My thick pulses hastily beating,

My quick glances now retreating,

And, with bold advance, now meeting,

Shadows of the gone!

Lonely, by that lovely river,

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Where the moon-lit blossoms quiver,

Do I wander on forever,

Musing on the past;

When the weary moon descendeth,

When each pale star earthward bendeth,

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Then my soul strong memories sendeth, —

Joys too bright to last!

She, earth’s bright and loveliest flower,

Spirit, cooped in mortal bower,

She, whose voice alone had power

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O”er my soul, is gone!

Vain, oh! vain, are tears and wailing,

Fierce deep grief is unavailing,

Yet are they my heart assailing, —

Proud heart, never won! [page 143:]

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By that river, ever flowing,

With heaven's light upon her glowing,

Sometimes comes she to me, showing

Things past and to come.

And we wander on, caressing,

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While the mute earth sheds her blessing,

Happy in that dim possessing,

Spirits in the gloom!

Were it not for that dim meeting,

Were it not for that dark greeting,

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Its own core my wild heart eating,

Soon would turn to clay.

Now along that lonely river, Lonely do I wander ever,

Where the nightly blossoms shiver, —

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Dark and sad as they!

 


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Notes:

None.

 

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[S:0 - KCP, 1917] - Edgar Allan Poe Society of Baltimore - Works - The Departed (ed. K. Campbell, 1917)