sâmbătă, 18 iulie 2020

TO THE RIVER - by Edgar Allan Poe






TO  THE  RIVER 

by Edgar Allan Poe



Fair river ! in thy bright, clear flow
Of crystal, wandering water,
Thou art an emblem of the glow
Of beauty- the unhidden heart-
The playful maziness of art
In old Alberto's daughter;



But when within thy wave she looks-
Which glistens then, and trembles-
Why, then, the prettiest of brooks
Her worshipper resembles;
For in his heart, as in thy stream,
Her image deeply lies-
His heart which trembles at the beam
Of her soul-searching eyes. 









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