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2019.05.28 12:02

The Village Street by Edgar Allan Poe.

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Underneath

the elms we parted,
By the lowly cottage door;
One brief word alone was uttered—
Never on our lips before;
And away I walked forlornly,
Broken-hearted evermore.

Slowly, silently I loitered,
Homeward, in the night, alone;
Sudden anguish bound my spirit,
That my youth had never known;
Wild unrest, like that which cometh
When the Night's first dream hath flown.

Now, to me the elm-leaves whisper
Mad, discordant melodies,
And keen melodies like shadows
Haunt the moaning willow trees,
And the sycamores with laughter
Mock me in the nightly breeze.

Sad and pale the Autumn moonlight
Through the sighing foliage streams;
And each morning, midnight shadow,
Shadow of my sorrow seems;
Strive, O heart, forget thine idol!
And, O soul, forget thy dreams!
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  • jN 2019.05.28 12:04

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    yes!now
  • jN 2019.05.28 12:04

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    i want to chat with u !would U mind call me!
  • Akram Naróm 2019.05.28 12:16

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    Hello! What does 'thy' and 'thine' mean? I notice you use it in poems by well-known poets.
  • Never give up 2019.05.28 12:19

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    Ohhhhh my shadow😍
  • Nona 2019.05.28 13:23

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    😍😍😍
  • .. 2019.05.28 20:29

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    @Shamus Thanks🤗

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