Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

An Acrostic

Poem by Edgar Allan Poe

Elizabeth it is in vain you say
'Love not' — thou sayest it in so sweet a way:
In vain those words from thee or L. E. L.
Zantippe's talents had enforced so well:
Ah! if that language from thy heart arise,
Breathe it less gently forth — and veil thine eyes.
Endymion, recollect, when Luna tried
To cure his love — was cured of all beside —
His folly — pride — and passion — for he died.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Acrostic

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 25, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 28, 2015