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Oh, hasten !-oh, let us not linger!

Oh, fly!-let us fly!—for we must." In terror she spoke, letting sink her

Wings until they trailed in the dust-
In agony sobbed, letting sink her

Plumes till they trailed in the dust-
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.

I replied—“ This is nothing but dreaming :

Let us on by this tremulous light !

Let us bathe in this crystalline light ! Its Sybilic splendour is beaming

With Hope and in Beauty to-night :

See !-it flickers up the sky through the night! Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,

And be sure it will lead us aright,
We safely may trust to a gleaming

That cannot but guide us aright,
Since it flickers up to Heaven through the



Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,

And tempted her out of her gloom

And conquered her scruples and gloom; And we passed to the end of the vista,

But were stopped by the door of a tomb

By the door of a legended tomb;
And I said—“What is written, sweet sister,

On the door of this legended tomb ?”
She replied—“Ulalume-Ulalume--
'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume !"


heart it


ashen and sober As the leaves that were crisped and sereAs the leaves that were withering and


And I cried—“It was surely October

On this very night of last year
That I journeyed-I journeyed down here-
That I brought a dread burden down here-
On this night of all nights in the year,
"Ah, what demon has tempted me here?

Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber

This misty mid region of WeirWell I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber,

This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."



HEAR the sledges with the bells

Silver bells !


What a world of merriment their melody foretells !

How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,

In the icy air of night!
While the stars that oversprinkle
All the heavens, seem to twinkle

With a crystalline delight;
Keeping time, time, time,

In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the tintinabulation that so musically wells

From the bells, bells, bells, bells,

Bells, bells, bells
From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.


Hear the mellow wedding bells,

Golden bells !
What a world of happiness their harmony foretells !

Through the balmy air of night
How they ring out their delight!
From the molten-golden notes,

And all in tune,

What a liquid ditty floats
To the turtle dove that listens, while she gloats

On the moon !

Oh, from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony voluminously wells !

How it swells !

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