TokeepwatchwithdelightOntheharmonythere？
Ligeia！whateverThyimagemaybe，NomagicshallseverThymusicfromthee。
ThouhastboundmanyeyesInadreamysleep-
ButthestrainsstillariseWhich_thy_vigilancekeep-
ThesoundoftherainWhichleapsdowntotheflower，AnddancesagainIntherhythmoftheshower-
員hemurmurthatspringsFromthegrowingofgrass*TheAlbatrossissaidtosleeponthewing。？ImetwiththisideainanoldEnglishtale，whichIamnowunabletoobtainandquotefrommemory：-“Theverieessenceand，asitwere，springe-heade，andorigineofallmusicheistheveriepleasauntesoundewhichthetreesoftheforestdomakewhentheygrowe。”
Arethemusicofthings-
Butaremodell’d，alas！-
Away，thenmydearest，O！hietheeawayTospringsthatlieclearestBeneaththemoon-ray-
Tolonelakethatsmiles，Initsdreamofdeeprest，Atthemanystar-islesThatenjewelitsbreast-
Wherewildflowers，creeping，Havemingledtheirshade，OnitsmarginissleepingFullmanyamaid-
Somehaveleftthecoolglade，and*Havesleptwiththebee-
Arousethemmymaiden，Onmoorlandandlea-
Go！breatheontheirslumber，Allsoftlyinear，ThemusicalnumberTheyslumber’dtohear-
ForwhatcanawakenAnangelsosoon*Thewildbeewillnotsleepintheshadeiftherebemoonlight。
Therhymeinthisverse，asinoneaboutsixtylinesbefore，hasanappearanceofaffectation。Itis，however，imitatedfromSirW。Scott，orratherfromClaudHalcro-inwhosemouthIadmireditseffect：
O！werethereanisland，Tho’eversowildWherewomanmightsmile，andNomanbebeguil’d，&c。
WhosesleephathbeentakenBeneaththecoldmoon，AsthespellwhichnoslumberOfwitcherymaytest，TherythmicalnumberWhichlull’dhimtorest？”
Spiritsinwing，andangelstotheview，Athousandseraphsburstth’Empyreanthro’，Youngdreamsstillhoveringontheirdrowsyflight-
Seraphsinallbut“Knowledge。”thekeenlightThatfell，refracted，thro’thybounds，afarODeath！fromeyeofGoduponthatstar：
Sweetwasthaterror-sweeterstillthatdeath-
Sweetwasthaterror-ev’nwith_us_thebreathOfsciencedimsthemirrorofourjoy-
Tothem’tweretheSimoom，andwoulddestroy-
ForwhattothemavailethittoknowThatTruthisFalsehood-orthatBlissisWoe？
Sweetwastheirdeath-withthemtodiewasrifeWiththelastecstacyofsatiatelife-
Beyondthatdeathnoimmortality-
Butsleepthatponderethandisnot“tobe“-
Andthere-oh！maymywearyspiritdwell-
*ApartfromHeaven’sEternity-andyethowfarfromHell！
*WiththeArabiansthereisamediumbetweenHeavenandHell，wheremensuffernopunishment，butyetdonotattainthattranquilandevenhappinesswhichtheysupposetobecharacteristicofheavenlyenjoyment。
Unnorompidosueno-
Undiapuro-allegre-libreQuiera-
Libredeamor-dezelo-
Deodio-deesperanza-derezelo-_LuisPoncedeLeon_。
Sorrowisnotexcludedfrom“AlAaraaf。”butitisthatsorrowwhichthelivinglovetocherishforthedead，andwhich，insomeminds，resemblesthedeliriumofopium。ThepassionateexcitementofLoveandthebuoyancyofspiritattendantuponintoxicationareitslessholypleasures-thepriceofwhich，tothosesoulswhomakechoiceof“AlAaraaf“astheirresidenceafterlife，isfinaldeathandannihilation。
Whatguiltyspirit，inwhatshrubberydim，Heardnotthestirringsummonsofthathymn？
Buttwo：theyfell：forHeavennograceimpartsTothosewhohearnotfortheirbeatinghearts。
Amaiden-angelandherseraph-lover-
O！whereandyemayseekthewideskiesover
WasLove，theblind，nearsoberDutyknown？
*UnguidedLovehathfallen-’mid“tearsofperfectmoan。”
Hewasagoodlyspirit-hewhofell：
Awandererbymoss-y-mantledwell-
Agazeronthelightsthatshineabove-
Adreamerinthemoonbeambyhislove：
Whatwonder？Foreachstariseye-likethere，AndlookssosweetlydownonBeauty’shair-
Andthey，andev’rymossyspringwereholyTohislove-hauntedheartandmelancholy。
Thenighthadfoundtohimanightofwo
Uponamountaincrag，youngAngelo-
Beetlingitbendsathwartthesolemnsky，Andscowlsonstarryworldsthatdownbeneathitlie。
Heresatehewithhislove-hisdarkeyebentWitheaglegazealongthefirmament：
Nowturn’dituponher-buteverthenIttrembledtotheorbofEARTHagain。
“Iante，dearest，see！howdimthatray！
Howlovely’tistolooksofaraway！
*TherebetearsofperfectmoanWeptfortheeinHelicon-_Milton。_
Sheseem’dnotthusuponthatautumneveIlefthergorgeoushalls-normourn’dtoleave。
Thateve-thateve-Ishouldrememberwell-
Thesun-raydropp’d，inLemnos，withaspellOnth’ArabesquecarvingofagildedhallWhereinIsate，andonthedraperiedwall-
Andonmyeye-lids-Otheheavylight！
Howdrowsilyitweigh’dthemintonight！
Onflowers，before，andmist，andlovetheyranWithPersianSaadiinhisGulistan：
ButOthatlight！-Islumber’d-Death，thewhile，Stoleo’ermysensesinthatlovelyisleSosoftlythatnosinglesilkenhairAwokethatslept-orknewthatitwasthere。
ThelastspotofEarth’sorbItrodupon*Wasaproudtemplecall’dtheParthenon-
Morebeautyclungaroundhercolumn’dwall員hanev’nthyglowingbosombeatswithal，AndwhenoldTimemywingdiddisenthralThencesprangI-astheeaglefromhistower，AndyearsIleftbehindmeinanhour。
WhattimeuponherairyboundsIhungOnehalfthegardenofherglobewasflungUnrollingasachartuntomyview-
Tenantlesscitiesofthedeserttoo！
Ianthe，beautycrowdedonmethen，AndhalfIwish’dtobeagainofmen。”
“MyAngelo！andwhyofthemtobe？
Abrighterdwelling-placeishereforthee-
*Itwasentirein1687-themostelevatedspotinAthens。？ShadowingmorebeautyintheirairybrowsThanhavethewhitebreastsoftheQueenofLove-_Marlowe。_
Andgreenerfieldsthaninyonworldabove，Andwomen’sloveliness-andpassionatelove。”
“But，list，Ianthe！whentheairsosoft*Fail’d，asmypennon’dspiritleaptaloft，Perhapsmybraingrewdizzy-buttheworldIleftsolatewasintochaoshurl’d-
Sprangfromherstation，onthewindsapart，Androll’d，aflame，thefieryHeavenathwart。
Methought，mysweetone，thenIceasedtosoarAndfell-notswiftlyasIrosebefore，Butwithadownward，tremulousmotionthro’
Light，brazenrays，thisgoldenstarunto！
Norlongthemeasureofmyfallinghours，Fornearestofallstarswasthinetoours-
Dreadstar！thatcame，amidanightofmirth，AredD鎑aliononthetimidEarth。
“Wecame-andtothyEarth-butnottousBegivenourlady’sbiddingtodiscuss：
Wecame，mylove；around，above，below，Gayfire-flyofthenightwecomeandgo，Noraskareasonsavetheangel-nod_She_grantstous，asgrantedbyherGod-
But，Angelo，thanthinegreyTimeunfurl’dNeverhisfairywingo’erfairierworld！
Dimwasitslittledisk，andangeleyesAlonecouldseethephantomintheskies，WhenfirstAlAaraafknewhercoursetobeHeadlongthitherwardo’erthestarrysea-
Butwhenitsgloryswell’duponthesky，AsglowingBeauty’sbustbeneathman’seye，*Pennon-forpinion-_Milton_。
Wepaus’dbeforetheheritageofmen，Andthystartrembled-asdothBeautythen！”
Thus，indiscourse，theloverswhiledawayThenightthatwanedandwanedandbroughtnoday。
Theyfell：forHeaventothemnohopeimpartsWhohearnotforthebeatingoftheirhearts。
KINDsolaceinadyinghour！
Such，father，isnotnowmytheme-
IwillnotmadlydeemthatpowerOfEarthmayshrivemeofthesinUnearthlypridehathrevell’din-
Ihavenotimetodoteordream：
Youcallithope-thatfireoffire！
Itisbutagonyofdesire：
IfI_can_hope-OhGod！Ican-
Itsfountisholier-moredivine-
Iwouldnotcalltheefool，oldman，Butsuchisnotagiftofthine。
KnowthouthesecretofaspiritBow’dfromitswildprideintoshame。
O！yearningheart！IdidinheritThywitheringportionwiththefame，ThesearingglorywhichhathshoneAmidthejewelsofmythrone，HaloofHell！andwithapainNotHellshallmakemefearagain-
O！cravingheart，forthelostflowersAndsunshineofmysummerhours！
Th’undyingvoiceofthatdeadtime，Withitsinterminablechime，Rings，inthespiritofaspell，Uponthyemptiness-aknell。
Ihavenotalwaysbeenasnow：
Thefever’ddiademonmybrowIclaim’dandwonusurpingly-
HathnotthesamefierceheirdomgivenRometotheCaesar-thistome？
Theheritageofakinglymind，AndaproudspiritwhichhathstrivenTriumphantlywithhumankind。
OnmountainsoilIfirstdrewlife：
ThemistsoftheTaglayhaveshedNightlytheirdewsuponmyhead，And，Ibelieve，thewingedstrifeAndtumultoftheheadlongairHavenestledinmyveryhair。
SolatefromHeaven-thatdew-itfellMiddreamsofanunholynight
Uponme-withthetouchofHell，WhiletheredflashingofthelightFromcloudsthathung，likebanners，o’er，Appearedtomyhalf-closingeyeThepageantryofmonarchy，Andthedeeptrumpet-thunder’sroarCamehurriedlyuponme，tellingOfhumanbattle，wheremyvoice，Myownvoice，sillychild！-wasswellingO！howmyspiritwouldrejoice，Andleapwithinmeatthecry
Thebattle-cryofVictory！
TheraincamedownuponmyheadUnshelter’d-andtheheavywindWasgiantlike-sothou，mymind！-
Itwasbutman，Ithought，whoshedLaurelsuponme：andtherush-
ThetorrentofthechillyairGurgledwithinmyearthecrushOfempires-withthecaptive’sprayer-
Thehumofsuiters-andthetoneOfflattery’roundasovereign’sthrone。
Mypassions，fromthathaplesshour，Usurp’datyrannywhichmenHavedeem’d，sinceIhavereach’dtopower；
Myinnatenature-beitso：
But，father，thereliv’donewho，then，Then-inmyboyhood-whentheirfireBurn’dwithastillintenserglow，Forpassionmust，withyouth，expire
E’en_then_whoknewthisironheartInwoman’sweaknesshadapart。
Ihavenowords-alas！-totellThelovelinessoflovingwell！
NorwouldInowattempttotraceThemorethanbeautyofafaceWhoselineaments，uponmymind，Areshadowsonth’unstablewind：
ThusIrememberhavingdweltSomepageofearlyloreupon，Withloiteringeye，tillIhavefeltTheletters-withtheirmeaning-meltTofantasies-withnone。