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The Happiest Day
The happiest day--the happiest hour
My sear'd and blighted heart hath known,
The higest hope of pride, and power,
I feel hath flown.
Of power! Said I? Yes! such I ween
But they have vanished'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 ev'n inhereit
The venom thou hast pour'd on me--
Be still my spirit.
The smile of love--soft friendship's charmed--
Bright hope itself has fled at last,
'Twill ne'er again my bosom warm--
'Tis ever past.
The happiest day--the happiest hour
Mine eyes shall see--have ever seen
The brightest galnce of pride and power
I feel-- have been:
But were that hope of pride and power
Now offer'd with the pain
Ev'n then I felt--the brightest hour
I would not live again:
For on its wing was dark alloy
And as it flutter'd--fell
An essesnce--powerful to destroy
A soul that knew it well
Edgar Allen Poe-1827 |
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