A dark unfathomed tide
Of interminable pride-
A mystery, and a dream,
Should my early life seem;
I say that dream was fraught
With a wild and waking thought
Of beings that have been,
Which my spirit hath not seen,
Had I let them pass me by,
With a dreaming eye!
Let none of earth inherit
That vision on my spirit;
Those thoughts I would control,
As a spell upon his soul:
For that bright hope at last
And that light time have past,
And my wordly rest hath gone
With a sigh as it passed on:
I care not though it perish
With a thought I then did cherish.
Imitation
Edgar Allan Poe
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Poem topics: dark, hope, life, light, pride, time, soul, wild, earth, bright, mystery, early, vision, control, perish, cherish, dream, spirit, thought, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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