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Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Dreamland

Rating: 3.5
By a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only,
Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,
On a black throne reigns upright,
I have reached these lands but newly
From an ultimate dim Thule-
From a wild clime that lieth, sublime,
Out of SPACE- out of TIME.

Bottomless vales and boundless floods,
And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods,
With forms that no man can discover
For the tears that drip all over;
Mountains toppling evermore
Into seas without a shore;
Seas that restlessly aspire,
Surging, unto skies of fire;
Lakes that endlessly outspread
Their lone waters- lone and dead,-
Their still waters- still and chilly
With the snows of the lolling lily.

By the lakes that thus outspread
Their lone waters, lone and dead,-
Their sad waters, sad and chilly
With the snows of the lolling lily,-
By the mountains- near the river
Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,-
By the grey woods,- by the swamp
Where the toad and the newt encamp-
By the dismal tarns and pools
Where dwell the Ghouls,-
By each spot the most unholy-
In each nook most melancholy-
There the traveller meets aghast
Sheeted Memories of the Past-
Shrouded forms that start and sigh
As they pass the wanderer by-
White-robed forms of friends long given,
In agony, to the Earth- and Heaven.

For the heart whose woes are legion
'Tis a peaceful, soothing region-
For the spirit that walks in shadow
'Tis- oh, 'tis an Eldorado!
But the traveller, travelling through it,
May not- dare not openly view it!
Never its mysteries are exposed
To the weak human eye unclosed;
So wills its King, who hath forbid
The uplifting of the fringed lid;
And thus the sad Soul that here passes
Beholds it but through darkened glasses.

By a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only,
Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,
On a black throne reigns upright,
I have wandered home but newly
From this ultimate dim Thule.
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COMMENTS
Adeeb Alfateh 08 August 2019
Seas that restlessly aspire, Surging, unto skies of fire; Lakes that endlessly outspread Their lone waters- lone and dead, - Their still waters- still and chilly With the snows of the lolling lily. great writings great 10++++++++++++
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Brett White 22 April 2018
Poe's dark prose is ETERNAL.
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Subhas Chandra Chakra 25 September 2017
By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have wandered home but newly From this ultimate dim Thule. Great poem so nicely penned.
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Robert M. Tuck 11 August 2017
CORRECTION: It is: From a WEIRD wild clime, that rises sublime.... BobbyMike via: [robbertmichael@icloud.com]
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* Sunprincess * 10 August 2015
......an incredible write...one of his best! ?
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Nari Freeman 06 June 2015
I absolutely love the phrasing in this poem! Its perfection! One of his best, in my opinion.
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Savita Tyagi 01 July 2014
Superb read. Dreamland is a world where any thing is possible and poetry is of words expressing it most effectively. it's a delight to go into Poe's world with his wonderful imagination.
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Patricia Grantham 01 July 2014
A very deep and haunting poem by Poe. The darknesss of night and its gloominess brings out the poetic skills of this master poet. I love the line haunted by ill Angels only. No goodness is found there. One of his greatest.
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Baidurya Mukherjee 11 June 2014
I love it.............
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