Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

Fairy-Land - Poem by Edgar Allan Poe

Dim vales- and shadowy floods-
And cloudy-looking woods,
Whose forms we can't discover
For the tears that drip all over!
Huge moons there wax and wane-
Again- again- again-
Every moment of the night-
Forever changing places-
And they put out the star-light
With the breath from their pale faces.
About twelve by the moon-dial,
One more filmy than the rest
(A kind which, upon trial,
They have found to be the best)
Comes down- still down- and down,
With its centre on the crown
Of a mountain's eminence,
While its wide circumference
In easy drapery falls
Over hamlets, over halls,
Wherever they may be-
O'er the strange woods- o'er the sea-
Over spirits on the wing-
Over every drowsy thing-
And buries them up quite
In a labyrinth of light-
And then, how deep!- O, deep!
Is the passion of their sleep.
In the morning they arise,
And their moony covering
Is soaring in the skies,
With the tempests as they toss,
Like- almost anything-
Or a yellow Albatross.
They use that moon no more
For the same end as before-
Videlicet, a tent-
Which I think extravagant:
Its atomies, however,
Into a shower dissever,
Of which those butterflies
Of Earth, who seek the skies,
And so come down again,
(Never-contented things!)
Have brought a specimen
Upon their quivering wings.

Comments about Fairy-Land by Edgar Allan Poe

  • Alina Kaikeyi (9/26/2017 11:32:00 AM)

    Is the passion of their sleep.
    In the morning they arise,
    And their moony covering
    Is soaring in the skies,
    With the tempests as they toss,
    Nicely penned poem.
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  • (3/16/2017 2:10:00 AM)

    Huge moons wax and wane, with the breath from their pale faces, . brilliance (Report) Reply

  • Kim Barney (5/24/2015 12:44:00 PM)

    Wonderful imagery in this poem.
    He used a word unfamiliar to me (Videlicet) which I will now look up and discover the meaning. Learn something new on this website every day!
    I hope the butterflies he mentions here are not the same species as in my poem BUTTERFLY OF DEATH!
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  • Mark Arvizu (10/24/2014 9:40:00 PM)

    Man loved the moon and stars (Report) Reply

  • (11/27/2013 3:45:00 PM)

    beautiful imagery... (Report) Reply

  • (5/7/2010 6:05:00 PM)

    I absolutely love this poem. It's actually my second favorite, beaten only by Dreamland (Report) Reply

  • (1/27/2009 12:17:00 AM)

    Seriously if Edgar Allan Poe was alive, I would just give him a big hug right now for writing this. He's so great. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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