Text: Edgar Allan Poe, “The Haunted Palace” (Comparative Text - Saturday Museum and RAOP)

 

Title: THE HAUNTED PALACE.

 

Separator: {{1845-02: ~~~~~~~~~~~~ }}

 

Line-01-001 {{1843-01: In //1845-02: IN }} the greenest of our valleys

Line-01-002 [[indent]] By good angels tenanted,

Line-01-003 Once a fair and stately palace —

Line-01-004 [[indent]] Radiant palace — {{1842-01: rear'd //1843-02: reared }} its head.

Line-01-005 In the monarch Thought's dominion —

Line-01-006 [[indent]] It stood there!

Line-01-007 Never seraph spread a pinion

Line-01-008 [[indent]] Over fabric half so fair!

 

Line-01-009 Banners yellow, glorious, golden,

Line-01-010 [[indent]] On its roof did float and flow,

Line-01-011 (This — all this — was in the olden

Line-01-012 [[indent]] Time long ago,)

Line-01-013 And every gentle air that dallied,

Line-01-014 [[indent]] In that sweet day,

Line-01-015 Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,

Line-01-016 [[indent]] A wingéd odour went away.

 

Line-01-017 Wanderers in that happy valley,

Line-01-018 [[indent]] Through two luminous windows, saw

Line-01-019 Spirits moving musically,

Line-01-020 [[indent]] To a lute's {{1842-01: well-tunéd //1843-02: well-tuned }} law,

Line-01-021 Round about a throne where, sitting

Line-01-022 [[indent]] (Porphyrogene!)

Line-01-023 In state his glory well befitting,

Line-01-024 [[indent]] The ruler of the realm was seen.

 

Line-01-025 And all with pearl and ruby glowing

Line-01-026 [[indent]] Was the fair palace door,

Line-01-027 Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing,

Line-01-028 [[indent]] And sparkling evermore,

Line-01-029 A troop of Echoes, whose sweet duty

Line-01-030 [[indent]] Was but to sing,

Line-01-031 In voices of surpassing beauty,

Line-01-032 [[indent]] The wit and wisdom of their king.

 

Line-01-033 But evil things, in robes of sorrow,

Line-01-034 [[indent]] {{1842-01: Assail'd //1843-02: Assailed }} the monarch's high estate,

Line-01-035 (Ah, let us mourn! — for never sorrow [[morrow]]

Line-01-036 [[indent]] Shall dawn upon him {{1842-01: , }} desolate!)

Line-01-037 And round about his home the glory

Line-01-038 [[indent]] That {{1842-01: blush'd //1843-02: blushed }} and {{1842-01: bloom'd //1843-02: bloomed }} ,

Line-01-039 Is but a {{1842-01: dim-remember'd //1843-02: dim-remembered }} story

Line-01-040 [[indent]] Of the old time {{1842-01: entomb'd //1843-02: entombed }} .

 

Line-01-041 And travellers, now, within that valley,

Line-01-042 [[indent]] Through the red-litten windows see

Line-01-043 Vast forms, that move fantastically

Line-01-044 [[indent]] To a discordant melody,

Line-01-045 While, like a ghastly rapid river,

Line-01-046 [[indent]] Through the pale door

Line-01-047 A hideous throng rush out forever

Line-01-048 [[indent]] And laugh — but smile no more.