The happiest day, the happiest hour
de Edgar Allan Poe(2005)
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The happiest day- the happiest hour
My sear\'d and blighted heart hath known,
The highest hope of pride and power,
I feel hath flown.
Of power! said I? yes! such I ween;
But they have vanish\'d long, alas!
The visions of my youth have been-
But let them pass.
And, pride, what have I now with thee?
Another brow may even inherit
The venom thou hast pour\'d on me
Be still, my spirit!
The happiest day- the happiest hour
Mine eyes shall see- have ever seen,
The brightest glance of pride and power,
I feel- have been:
But were that hope of pride and power
Now offer\'d with the pain
Even then I felt- that brightest hour
I would not live again:
For on its wing was dark alloy,
And, as it flutter\'d- fell
An essence- powerful to destroy
A soul that knew it well.
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- Autor
- Edgar Allan Poe
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2005
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- 145
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- 1 min
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- 24
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