The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe, with original memoir. Illustrated by F. R. Pickersgill, R.A., John Tenniel, Birket Foster, Felix Darlay [and others]

ULALUME.
And now, as the night was senescent
And star-dials pointed to mornAs the star-dials hinted of mornAt the end of our path a liquescent
And nebulous lustre was born,
Out of which a miraculous crescent
Arose with a duplicate hornAstarte's bediamonded crescent
Distinct with its duplicate horn.
And I said-" She is warmer than Dian:
She rolls through an ether of sighsShe revels in a region of sighs:'
She has seen that the tears are not dry on
These cheeks, where the worm never dies,
And has come past the stars of the Lion
To point us the path to the skiesTo the Lethean peace of the skiesCome up, in despite of the Lion,
To shine on us with her bright eyesCome up through the lair of the Lion,
With love in her luminous eyes."
But Pysche, uplifting her finger,
Said —" Sadly this star I mistrustHer pallor I strangely mistrust:
Oh, hasten!-oh, let us not linger!
Oh, fly! let us fly!-for we must."
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