Edgar Allan Poe
Alone Annabel Lee The Bells Bridal Ballad The City in the Sea The Coliseum A Dream A Dream Within a Dream Eldorado Evening Star Fairy-Land For Annie The Haunted Palace Hymn Lenore The Raven Romance Serenade The Sleeper Song Spirits of the Dead Tamerlane To Helen To My Mother A Valentine The Valley of Unrest
So sweet the hour, so calm the time, I feel it more than half a crime, When Nature sleeps and stars are mute, To mar the silence ev'n with lute. At rest on ocean's brilliant dyes An image of Elysium lies: Seven Pleiades entranced in Heaven, Form in the deep another seven: Endymion nodding from above Sees in the sea a second love. Within the valleys dim and brown, And on the spectral mountain's crown, The wearied light is dying down, And earth, and stars, and sea, and sky Are redolent of sleep, as I Am redolent of thee and thine Enthralling love, my Adeline. But list, O list,- so soft and low Thy lover's voice tonight shall flow, That, scarce awake, thy soul shall deem My words the music of a dream. Thus, while no single sound too rude Upon thy slumber shall intrude, Our thoughts, our souls- O God above! In every deed shall mingle, love.