To the River
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.
Lovely ode to the river and stunning pics.
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Poe’s a favorite, thanks Miriam. 🙂
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Happy Sunday 🙂
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Felice Domenica Simo. 🙂
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Lovely pics of a beautiful river!
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Thanks Tiny. 🙂
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I didn’t remember that poem by Poe! Gorgeous pics and beautiful poetry.
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Thanks Cybele. 🙂
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Thank you for sharing the beautiful photos and the poem – Fair River indeed!😀
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Thank you for the nice comment Annika. 🙂
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Love the vibrant hues in the bottom picture!
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Thank you. 🙂
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