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Title: THE HAUNTED PALACE.
Rule: ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Line-01-001 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 — 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 {{1845-01: odour //1845-02: odor }} 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 well-tunéd law,
Line-01-021 Round about a throne where, sitting {{1845-02: , }}
Line-01-022 [[indent]] {{1845-01: ( }} Porphyrogene {{1845-01: !) //1845-02: , }}
Line-01-023 In state his glory well befitting,
Line-01-024 [[indent]] The ruler of the realm was seen. [page 30:]
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]] Assailed the monarch's high estate.
Line-01-035 (Ah, let us mourn! — for never {{1845-01: sorrow //1845-02: morrow }}
Line-01-036 [[indent]] Shall dawn upon him desolate!)
Line-01-037 And round about his home the glory
Line-01-038 [[indent]] That blushed and bloomed,
Line-01-039 Is but a dim-remembered story
Line-01-040 [[indent]] Of the old time 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.
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[[Alternate presenation giving the text as originally printed, with indications for Poe's changes]]
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IN the greenest of our valleys
By good angels tenanted,
Once a fair and stately palace —
Radiant palace — reared its head.
In the monarch Thought's dominion —
It stood there!
Never seraph spread a pinion
Over fabric half so fair!
Banners yellow, glorious, golden,
On its roof did float and flow,
(This — all this — was in the olden
Time long ago,)
And every gentle air that dallied,
In that sweet day,
Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,
A wingéd odo>>u<<r went away.
Wanderers in that happy valley,
Through two luminous windows, saw
Spirits moving musically,
To a lute's well-tunéd law,
Round about a throne where, sitting <,>
>>(<<Porphyrogene>>!)<< <,>
In state his glory well befitting,
The ruler of the realm was seen. [page 30:]
And all with pearl and ruby glowing
Was the fair palace door,
Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing,
And sparkling evermore,
A troop of Echoes, whose sweet duty
Was but to sing,
In voices of surpassing beauty,
The wit and wisdom of their king.
But evil things, in robes of sorrow,
Assailed the monarch's high estate.
(Ah, let us mourn! — for never >>s<<orrow <m>
Shall dawn upon him desolate!)
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
And travellers, now, within that valley,
Through the red-litten windows see
Vast forms, that move fantastically
To a discordant melody,
While, like a ghastly rapid river,
Through the pale door
A hideous throng rush out forever
And laugh — but smile no more.
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Notes:
For an explanation of the formatting used in this Study Text, see editorial policies and methods. This format is very much an experiment, particularly for poetry. For the version with changes applied, see the full poem.
Because Poe's changes here are made in his own copy of The Raven and other Poems, the pagination of that edition has been retained in the present text.
The change of “sorrow” to “morrow” is done in ink, which differentiates it from the other changes, which are marked in pencil. In his introductory notes to the 1942 facsimile edition, Mabbott notes that this is the only change made in ink, and admits that the “obvious misprint” is “not surely in Poe's hand” (p. xxi).
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