Text: Edgar Allan Poe, “To F——” (Text-06), The Raven and Other Poems (1845), p. 25


[page 25, continued:]

TO F——.


BELOVED! amid the earnest woes

That crowd around my earthly path —

(Drear path, alas! where grows

Not even one lonely rose) —

My soul at least a solace hath

In dreams of thee, and therein knows

An Eden of bland repose.

And thus thy memory is to me

Like some enchanted far-off isle

In some tumultuous sea —

Some ocean throbbing far and free

With storms — but where meanwhile

Serenest skies continually

Just o're that one bright island smile.



“F——” is Frances Sargent Osgood.


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