Sarah Helen Whitman
Live as you would have wished to live when you come to die.Gellert
- Star of resplendent front! Thy glorious eye
Shines on me still from out yon clouded sky.
- Arcturus (To Edgar Allan Poe).
- 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.
- The sweet imperious mouth, whose haughty valor
Defied all portents of impending doom.
- The Portrait. (Of Poe.)
- 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.
- Enchantress of the stormy seas,
Priestess of Night's high mysteries.
- Moonrise in May.
- 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.
- Summer's Call. Compare: "I heard the trailing garments of the Night / Sweep through her marble halls", Longfellow.
- Raven from the dim dominions
On the Night's Plutonian shore,
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 (written as a counterpart to Poe's poem by the same name).