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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

Sarah Helen (Power) Whitman 1803-1878 John Bartlett

 
1
    Star of resplendent front! Thy glorious eye
Shines on me still from out yon clouded sky.
          Arcturus (To Edgar Allen Poe).
2
    Tell him I lingered alone on the shore,
Where we parted, in sorrow, to meet nevermore;
The night-wind blew cold on my desolate heart
But colder those wild words of doom,—“Ye must part.”
          Our Island of Dreams.
3
    The sweet imperious mouth, whose haughty valor
Defied all portents of impending doom.
          The Portrait. (Of Poe.)
4
    Warm lights are on the sleepy uplands waning
  Beneath dark clouds along the horizon rolled,
Till the slant sunbeams through the fringes raining
  Bathe all the hills in melancholy gold.
          A still Day in Autumn.
5
    Enchantress of the stormy seas,
Priestess of Night’s high mysteries.
          Moonrise in May.
6
    The summer skies are darkly blue,
  The days are still and bright,
And Evening trails her robes of gold
  Through the dim halls of Night. 1 
          Summer’s Call.
7
    Raven from the dim dominions
  On the Night’s Plutonian shore, 2 
Oft I hear thy dusky pinions
  Wave and flutter round my door—
See the shadow of thy pinions
  Float along the moonlit floor.
          The Raven.
 
Note 1.
Longfellow: I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Sweep through her marble halls. [back]
Note 2.
See Poe: The Raven. [back]