Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1858-05-27
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"THE RAVEN"

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The following is from volume of poem
called "Ho1rs Of Life"by Mrs. WHITMAN
one of the most accomplished poetesses. o
our country. In her own peculiar sphere
subjective, ideal, passionate and yet still
hushed and yet intense-she stands unrival
ed among the poetesses Of our time. Thi
poem, the reader of PoE will perceive, CLAN
ces over the whole range of the aven-Poet'
wierd and thrifty dark domain and hurrlel
one, breathless and listening, throug h worle
unlike all others---gorgeously mournful
hushed, shuddering, vast, desolately sump
tuous, enchanting and dread, prlncely ant
doomed. Such was EDGAR PoE's fiction
world. This piece has been styled subtle
distillation. from his mournful and splendlt
compositions--the quintessence' Of an :es
senee. As a specimen, it does not do jus
'tice to the genius of the writer; and yet tn
admirer of Poe will feel a thrill at almos
every line-the truest and least fallible o
all tests to determine the presence of tn
poetic power. : Read it slowly. ~ .-
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-. cg.E - THE EAvEN. -~.-..,-"e
Raven, from the dim dominions s-.
On the Nights Plutonian shore, ,.
Oft hear thy dusky pinions
- Wave and futter round my door
.:s., See the shadow Of thy pinions ' r-
49, Float along the moon-it foor.
y Often, from the oak.woods gloomipg
- Round some grim, ancestral tower " .'. =
,,- In the lurid distance looming ss-.s
Some high, solitary tower - -.
ss7' can hear thy storm-cry booming
Through the lonely, midnighthour'
When the moon sat the zenith,
Thou dost haunt the moated hall,
= Where the marish flower greeneth -v' 7'- -
=. 4. Der the waters like pail
-. Where the House of Usher lesneth -..
Darkly nodding to its fall. -..
.,,.., There see thee, dimly gliding ..s'.
-. See thy black plumes waving slow -
- In its hollow easement hiding. =.
o. When their shadow yawns below, --'
To the sullen tarn con6ding - ,.-'a
The dark secrets Of their woe
When the midnight stars are burning
=. n,their cressets silver clear
,.s When Ligea's spirit yearning
y For the earth-life wanders near,-
rs When Morelia's soul returning,
80 iWierdly whispers, ~ am here"
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Then, all night, see thee wheeling
,-.s-S Round couch, of Indias loom,
Where shrouded form, oongea(ing -
In the cerements Of the tomb,
Sleeps beneath the vaulted ceiling
- Of Rowena's bridal room.
Once, within realm enchanted,
On far isle of the seas,
By unearthly visions haunted, -
By unearthly Melodies
Where the evening sunlight slanted
.. Golden through. the garden trees
Where the dreamy moonlight dozes, -....,
Where the early violets dwell, -> ..
Listening to the silver closes s.. ..
-. Of . lyric loved too well, 49,.
q. Suddenly, among the roses, .t
-, Like q cloud, thy shadow fell.
e. Once, where Ulalume lies sleeping,
Hard by Auber's haunted mere,
" With the ghouls vigil keeping
On that night Of oil the year,
Came thy sounding pinions, sweeping
Through the leaaess woods of Wier. ,-
Oft, with Proserpine wander
.. On the Nights Plutonian shore,
Hoping, fearing, while ponder
}" On thy loved and lost Lenore-
On the demon doubts that sunder
@- Soul from soul forever more;-
Trusting, though with sorrow laden,
That, when life's dark dream was Ger.
By whatever name the maiden
Lives within thy mystic lore,
- Eiros, in that distant Aidenn,
Shall his Charmion meet once more.