Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

To The River -- - Poem by Edgar Allan Poe

Fair river! in thy bright, clear flow
Of crystal, wandering water,
Thou art an emblem of the glow
Of beauty- the unhidden heart-
The playful maziness of art
In old Alberto's daughter;

But when within thy wave she looks-
Which glistens then, and trembles-
Why, then, the prettiest of brooks
Her worshipper resembles;
For in his heart, as in thy stream,
Her image deeply lies-
His heart which trembles at the beam
Of her soul-searching eyes.


Comments about To The River -- by Edgar Allan Poe

  • (4/9/2018 11:20:00 AM)


    good it helps me thanks love ya (Report) Reply

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  • (4/3/2018 7:43:00 AM)


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  • (3/25/2018 11:41:00 AM)


    good job!
    its amazing very gooooddd joooobb!
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  • (1/8/2018 8:47:00 AM)


    its awesome andi love it
    its so nice
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  • Mark Arvizu (10/2/2014 12:10:00 PM)


    Beauty is seen within itself. (Report) Reply

  • (1/27/2013 12:28:00 PM)


    beauty definitely comes from the soul and I feel
    this is the meaning of this well written poem, by
    one of the best writers of his time!
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  • (8/23/2006 8:14:00 AM)


    Here I believe he speaks of inner beauty. Something more deep not just on the surface. I believe beauty is from within. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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