Poem of the Week: "The Haunted Palace" by E A Poe

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Poem of the Week: "The Haunted Palace" by E A Poe

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Shorter and perhaps a bit more familiar to us fellow mist-dwellers than the verses of Lord Byron, this week's poem was written by Edgar Allan Poe in 1839 and, IIRC, included in The Fall of the House of Usher. Creppy and atmospherical, this poem reads like a preliminary to the current Domain of the Month: Mordent thread.

Until next week,

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THE HAUNTED PALACE
by Edgar Allan Poe
1839

In the greenest of our valleys
By good angels tenanted,
Once a fair and stately palace-
Radiant palace–reared its head.
In the monarch Thought's dominion-
It stood there!
Never seraph spread a pinion
Over fabric half so fair!

Banners yellow, glorious, golden,
On its roof did float and flow,
(This–all this–was in the olden
Time long ago,)
And every gentle air that dallied,
In that sweet day,
Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,
A winged odor went away.

Wanderers in that happy valley,
Through two luminous windows, saw
Spirits moving musically,
To a lute's well-tuned law,
Round about a throne where, sitting
(Porphyrogene!)
In state his glory well-befitting,
The ruler of the realm was seen.

And all with pearl and ruby glowing
Was the fair palace door,
Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing,
And sparkling evermore,
A troop of Echoes, whose sweet duty
Was but to sing,
In voices of surpassing beauty,
The wit and wisdom of their king.

But evil things, in robes of sorrow,
Assailed the monarch's high estate.
(Ah, let us mourn!–for never morrow
Shall dawn upon him desolate!)
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.

And travellers, now, within that valley,
Through the red-litten windows see
Vast forms, that move fantastically
To a discordant melody,
While, like a ghastly rapid river,
Through the pale door
A hideous throng rush out forever
And laugh–but smile no more.

THE END
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Quite cool. I didn't remember this Poe poem. Thanks for the reminder :)

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Joël of the Fraternity wrote:Quite cool. I didn't remember this Poe poem. Thanks for the reminder :)

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:D It's a reminder for ME too to read more serious literature and don't bury me in my rpg library for days...
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