Gailybedight，Agallantknight，Insunshineandinshadow，Hadjourneyedlong，Singingasong，InsearchofEldorado。
Buthegrewold-
Thisknightsobold-
Ando’erhisheartashadowFell，ashefoundNospotofgroundThatlookedlikeEldorado。
And，ashisstrengthFailedhimatlength，Hemetapilgrimshadow-
’Shadow，’saidhe，’Wherecanitbe-
ThislandofEldorado？’
’OvertheMountainsOftheMoon，DowntheValleyoftheShadow，Ride，boldlyride，’
Theshadereplied，-
’IfyouseekforEldorado！’
IDWELTaloneInaworldofmoan，Andmysoulwasastagnanttide，TillthefairandgentleEulaliebecamemyblushingbride-
Tilltheyellow-hairedyoungEulaliebecamemysmilingbride。
Ah，less-lessbrightThestarsofthenightThantheeyesoftheradiantgirl！
AndneveraflakeThatthevapourcanmakeWiththemoon-tintsofpurpleandpearl，CanviewiththemodestEulalie’smostunregardedcurl-
Cancomparewiththebright-eyedEulalie’smosthumbleandcarelesscurl。
NowDoubt-nowPainComeneveragain，Forhersoulgivesmesighforsigh，AndalldaylongShines，brightandstrong，Astart？withinthesky，WhileevertoherdearEulalieupturnshermatroneye-
WhileevertoheryoungEulalieupturnshervioleteye。
Takethiskissuponthebrow！
And，inpartingfromyounow，Thusmuchletmeavow
Youarenotwrong，whodeemThatmydayshavebeenadream；
YetifhopehasflownawayInanight，orinaday，Inavision，orinnone，Isitthereforetheless_gone_？
_All_thatweseeorseemIsbutadreamwithinadream。
IstandamidtheroarOfasurf-tormentedshore，AndIholdwithinmyhandGrainsofthegoldensand
Howfew！yethowtheycreepThroughmyfingerstothedeep，WhileIweepwhileIweep！
OGod！canInotgraspThemwithatighterclasp？
OGod！canInotsave_One_fromthepitilesswave？
Is_all_thatweseeorseemButadreamwithinadream？。
TOMARIELOUISESHEW
Ofallwhohailthypresenceasthemorning
Ofalltowhomthineabsenceisthenight
TheblottingutterlyfromouthighheavenThesacredsunofallwho，weeping，blesstheeHourlyforhope-forlifeah！aboveall，Fortheresurrectionofdeep-buriedfaithInTruthinVirtueinHumanity
Ofallwho，onDespair’sunhallowedbedLyingdowntodie，havesuddenlyarisenAtthysoft-murmuredwords，“Lettherebelight！”
Atthesoft-murmuredwordsthatwerefulfilledIntheseraphicglancingofthineeyes
OfallwhoowetheemostwhosegratitudeNearestresemblesworshipoh，rememberThetruestthemostferventlydevoted，Andthinkthattheseweaklinesarewrittenbyhim
Byhimwho，ashepensthem，thrillstothinkHisspiritiscommuningwithanangel’s。
TOMARIELOUISESHEW
NOTlongago，thewriteroftheselines，Inthemadprideofintellectuality，Maintained“thepowerofwords“deniedthateverAthoughtarosewithinthehumanbrainBeyondtheutteranceofthehumantongue：
Andnow，asifinmockeryofthatboast，Twowords-twoforeignsoftdissyllables
Italiantones，madeonlytobemurmuredByangelsdreaminginthemoonlit“dewThathangslikechainsofpearlonHermonhill。”
Havestirredfromouttheabyssesofhisheart，Unthought-likethoughtsthatarethesoulsofthought，Richer，farwider，fardivinervisionsThaneventheseraphharper，Israfel，Whohas“thesweetestvoiceofallGod’screatures“
Couldhopetoutter。AndI！myspellsarebroken。
Thepenfallspowerlessfrommyshiveringhand。
Withthydearnameastext，thoughbiddenbythee，Icannotwrite-Icannotspeakorthink
Alas，Icannotfeel；for’tisnotfeeling，ThisstandingmotionlessuponthegoldenThresholdofthewide-opengateofdreams，Gazing，entranced，adownthegorgeousvista，AndthrillingasIsee，upontheright，Upontheleft，andallthewayalong，Amidempurpledvapors，farawayTowheretheprospectterminates-_theeonly！_
Lo！DeathhasrearedhimselfathroneInastrangecitylyingaloneFardownwithinthedimWest，WherethegoodandthebadandtheworstandthebestHavegonetotheireternalrest。
ThereshrinesandpalacesandtowersTime-eatentowersthattremblenot！
Resemblenothingthatisours。
Around，byliftingwindsforgot，ResignedlybeneaththeskyThemelancholywaterslie。
NoraysfromtheholyheavencomedownOnthelongnight-timeofthattown；
ButlightfromouttheluridseaStreamsuptheturretssilently-
Gleamsupthepinnaclesfarandfree-
Updomes-upspires-upkinglyhalls-
Upfanes-upBabylon-likewalls-
Upshadowylong-forgottenbowersOfsculturedivyandstoneflowers-
UpmanyandmanyamarvellousshrineWhosewreathedfriezesintertwineTheviol，theviolet，andthevine。
ResignedlybeneaththeskyThemelancholywaterslie。
SoblendtheturretsandshadowsthereThatallseempendulousinair，WhilefromaproudtowerinthetownDeathlooksgiganticallydown。
ThereopenfanesandgapinggravesYawnlevelwiththeluminouswaves；
ButnottherichestherethatlieIneachidol’sdiamondeye-
Notthegaily-jewelleddeadTemptthewatersfromtheirbed；
Fornoripplescurl，alas！
Alongthatwildernessofglass-
NoswellingstellthatwindsmaybeUponsomefar-offhappiersea-
NoheavingshintthatwindshavebeenOnseaslesshideouslyserene。
Butlo，astirisintheair！
Thewave-thereisamovementthere！
Asifthetowershadthrownaside，Inslightlysinking，thedulltide-
AsiftheirtopshadfeeblygivenAvoidwithinthefilmyHeaven。
Thewaveshavenowaredderglow-
Thehoursarebreathingfaintandlow-
Andwhen，amidnoearthlymoans，Down，downthattownshallsettlehence，Hell，risingfromathousandthrones，Shalldoitreverence。
AtmidnightinthemonthofJune，Istandbeneaththemysticmoon。
Anopiatevapour，dewy，dim，Exhalesfromouthergoldenrim，And，softlydripping，dropbydrop，Uponthequietmountaintop。
StealsdrowsilyandmusicallyIntotheuniveralvalley。
Therosemarynodsuponthegrave；
Thelilylollsuponthewave；
Wrappingthefogaboutitsbreast，Theruinmouldersintorest；
LookinglikeLethe，see！thelakeAconsciousslumberseemstotake，Andwouldnot，fortheworld，awake。
AllBeautysleeps！andlo！whereliesHereasementopentotheskies
Irene，withherDestinies！
Oh，ladybright！canitberight
Thiswindowopentothenight？
Thewantonairs，fromthetree-top，Laughinglythroughthelatticedrop
Thebodilessairs，awizardrout，Flitthroughthychamberinandout，AndwavethecurtaincanopySofitfullysofearfully
Abovetheclosedandfringedlid’Neathwhichthyslumb’ringsouldlieshid，Thato’ertheflooranddownthewall，Likeghoststheshadowsriseandfall！
Oh，ladydear，hastthousnofear？
Whyandwhatartthoudreaminghere？
Surethouartcomep’erfar-offseas，Awondertothesegardentrees！
Strangeisthypallor！strangethydress！
Strange，aboveall，thylengthoftress，Andthisallsolemnsilentness！
Theladysleeps！Oh，mayhersleep，Whichisenduring，sobedeep！
Heavenhaveherinitssacredkeep！
Thischamberchangedforonemoreholy，Thisbedforonemoremelancholy，IpraytoGodthatshemaylieForeverwithunopenedeye，Whilethedimsheetedghostsgoby！
Mylove，shesleeps！Oh，mayhersleep，Asitislasting，sobedeep！
Softmaythewormsabouthercreep！
Farintheforest，dimandold，Forhermaysometallvaultunfold
SomevaultthatofthathflungitsblackAndwingedpannelsflutteringback，Triumphant，o’erthecrestedpalls，Ofhergrandfamilyfunerals
Somesepulchre，remote，alone，Againstwhoseportalshehaththrown，Inchildhood，manyanidlestone
SometombfromoutwhosesoundingdoorShene’ershallforceanechomore，Thrillingtothink，poorchildofsin！
Itwasthedeadwhogroanedwithin。
THEringisonmyhand，Andthewreathisonmybrow；
SatinsandjewelsgrandAreallatmycommand，AndIamhappynow。
Andmylordhelovesmewell；
But，whenfirsthebreathedhisvow，Ifeltmybosomswell-
Forthewordsrangasaknell，Andthevoiceseemed_his_whofellInthebattledownthedell，Andwhoishappynow。
Buthespoketore-asureme，Andhekissedmypallidbrow，Whileareveriecameo’reme，Andtothechurch-yardboreme，AndIsighedtohimbeforeme，ThinkinghimdeadD’Elormie，“Oh，Iamhappynow！”
Andthusthewordswerespoken，Andthistheplightedvow，And，thoughmyfaithbebroken，And，thoughmyheartbebroken，BeholdthegoldentokenThat_proves_mehappynow！
WouldGodIcouldawaken！
ForIdreamIknownothow，AndmysoulissorelyshakenLestanevilstepbetaken，-
LestthedeadwhoisforsakenMaynotbehappynow。
1。“TheRaven“wasfirstpublishedonthe29thJanuary，1845，intheNewYork“EveningMirror“-apaperitsauthorwasthenassistanteditorof。Itwasprefacedbythefollowingwords，understoodtohavebeenwrittenbyN。
P。Willis：“Wearepermittedtocopyinadvanceofpublicationfromthesecondnumberofthe“AmericanReview。”thefollowingremarkablepoembyEdgarPoe。Inouropinion，itisthemosteffectivesingleexampleof’fugitivepoetry’everpublishedinthiscountry，andunsurpassedinEnglishpoetryforsubtleconception，masterlyingenuityofversification，andconsistentsustainingofimaginativeliftand’pokerishness。’Itisoneofthose’daintiesbredinabook’whichwefeedon。Itwillsticktothememoryofeverybodywhoreadsit。”IntheFebruarynumberofthe“AmericanReview“thepoemwaspublishedasby“Quarles。”anditwasintroducedbythefollowingnote，evidentlysuggestedifnotwrittenbyPoehimself。
[“Thefollowinglinesfromacorrespondent-besidesthedeep，quaintstrainofthesentiment，andthecuriousintroductionofsomeludicroustouchesamidsttheseriousandimpressive，aswasdoubtlessintendedbytheauthor-appearstousoneofthemostfelicitousspecimensofuniquerhymingwhichhasforsometimemetoureye。TheresourcesofEnglishrhythmforvarietiesofmelody，measure，andsound，producingcorrespondingdiversitiesofeffect，havingbeenthoroughlystudied，muchmoreperceived，byveryfewpoetsinthelanguage。Whiletheclassictongues，especiallytheGreek，possess，bypowerofaccent，severaladvantagesforversificationoverourown，chieflythroughgreaterabundanceofspondaic：feet，wehaveotherandverygreatadvantagesofsoundbythemodernusageofrhyme。Alliterationisnearlytheonlyeffectofthatkindwhichtheancientshadincommonwithus。Itwillbeseenthatmuchofthemelodyof’TheRaven’arisesfromalliteration，andthestudioususeofsimilarsoundsinunusualplaces。Inregardtoitsmeasure，itmaybenotedthatifalltheverseswerelikethesecond，theymightproperlybeplacedmerelyinshortlines，producinganotuncommonform；butthepresenceinalltheothersofoneline-mostlythesecondintheverse“stanza？“whichflowscontinuously，withonlyanaspiratepauseinthemiddle，likethatbeforetheshortlineintheSapphicAdonic，whilethefifthhasatthemiddlepausenosimilarityofsoundwithanypartbesides，givestheversificationanentirelydifferenteffect。Wecouldwishthecapacitiesofournoblelanguageinprosodywerebetterunderstood。”ED。“Am。Rev。”