Love
To---- (The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see)
From The Complete Poetical Works, ed. Ingram
The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see
The wantonest singing birds,
Are lips--and all thy melody
Of lip-begotten words--
Thine eyes, in Heaven of heart enshrined
Then desolately fall,
O God! on my funereal mind
Like starlight on a pall--
Thy heart--_thy_ heart!--I wake and sigh,
And sleep to dream till day
Of the truth that gold can never buy--
Of the baubles that it may.
Codex Note
First printed 1829; listed in Ingram's contents as To---- ("The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see").
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Poe, Edgar Allan. “To---- (The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see).” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/poe/53/.
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Poe, Edgar Allan. “To---- (The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see).” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/poe/53/.
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