=Favorite Poems & Sonnets=

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The Valley Of Unrest


Once it smiled a silent dell
Where the people did not dwell:
They had gone unto the wars,
Trusting to the mild-eyed stars,
Nightly from their azuer towers,
To keep watch above the flowers,
In the midst of which all day
The red sunlight lazily lay.
Now each visitor shall confess
The sad valley's restlessness.
Nothing there is motionless-
Nothing save the airs that brood
Over the magic solitude.
Ah, by no wind are stirred those trees
That palpitate like the chill seas
Around the misty Herbides!
Ah, by no wind those cloud are driven
That rustle through the unquiet Heaven
Uneasily, from morn til even,
Over the violets there that lie
In myriad types of the human eye-
Over the lillies there that wave
And weep above a nameless grave!
They wave:- fromout their fregrant tops
Eternal dews that come in drops.
They weep:- from off their delicate stems
Perennial tears decend in gems.


Edger Allen Poe.