Imitation

A dark unfathomed tide
Of interminable pride -
A mystery, and a dream,
Should my early life seem;
I say that dream was fraught
With a wild and waking thought
Of beings that have been,
Which my spirit hath not seen,
Had I let them pass me by,
With a dreaming eye!
Let none of earth inherit
That vision of my spirit;
Those thoughts I would control,
As a spell upon his soul:
For that bright hope at last
And that light time have past,
And my worldly rest hath gone
With a sigh as it passed on:
I care not though it perish
With a thought I then did cherish

by Edgar Allan Poe

Comments (12)

A thoughtfully conceived soliloquy presented in a marvelous style. Thanks for sharing it here.
Love this: Let none of earth inherit that vision of my spirit. Brilliant artistic contradiction =: -)
Although he is associated with the dark realms of the mind, he has shed so much light on the brilliance of the creative mind. One the greatest poets and writers of all time! A great source of inspiration for me!
Those thoughts I would control, As a spell upon his soul: ... nice presentation. Congratulation for this beautiful poem as the poem of the day.
A mystery, and a dream, Should my early life seem; ............................................... I care not though it perish With a thought I then did cherish....a sad poem....beautiful is the way it has been presented by the poet...touching poem
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