The Works of Edgar Allan Poe - Volume 5


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Come up, in despite of the Lion,  
To shine on us with her bright eyes--  
Come up, through the lair of the Lion,  
With love in her luminous eyes."  
But Psyche, uplifting her finger,  
Said--"Sadly this star I mistrust--  
Her pallor I strangely mistrust--  
Ah, hasten!--ah, let us not linger!  
Ah, fly!--let us fly!--for we must."  
In terror she spoke; letting sink her  
Wings till they trailed in the dust--  
In agony sobbed, letting sink her  
Plumes till they trailed in the dust--  
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.  
I replied--"This is nothing but dreaming.  
Let us on, by this tremulous light!  
Let us bathe in this crystalline light!  
Its Sybillic splendor is beaming  
With Hope and in Beauty to-night--  
See!--it flickers up the sky through the night!  
Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,  
And be sure it will lead us aright--  
We safely may trust to a gleaming  
That cannot but guide us aright,  
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