Text: Edgar Allan Poe (ed. Killis Campbell), “To —,” The Poems of Edgar Allan Poe, Ginn and Company, 1917, p. 52

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TO —— [[v]]

[[v]]

I heed not that my earthly lot

Hath —— little of Earth in it —

[[n]]

That years of love have been forgot

[[v]]

In the hatred of a minute: —

[[v]]

I mourn not that the desolate

Are happier, sweet, than I,

[[v]]

[[n]]

But that you sorrow for my fate

[[v]]

Who am a passer by.

(1829)

[The following variants appear at the bottom of page 52:]

Title To M — (1829).

1 I heed: O! I care (1829).

4 hatred: fever (1829).

5 mourn: heed (1829).

7 sorrow for: meddle with (1829).

8 After, this line, 1829 adds the following (the poem being divided into stanzas in that edition):

It is not that my founts of bliss

Are gushing — strange! with tears —

Or that the thrill of a single kiss

Hath palsied many years —

’Tis not that the flowers of twenty springs

Which have wither’d as they rose

Lie dead on my heart-strings

With the weight of an age of snows.

Nor that the grass — O! may it thrive!

On my grave is growing or grown —

But that, while I am dead yet alive

I cannot be, lady, alone.

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Notes:

None.

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