Evening Star

Edgar Allan Poe

1809 to 1849

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In thy glory afar
Proud Evening Star,
For joy to my heart
Too cold—too cold for me—
Twas noontide of summer,
And more I admire
There passed, as a shroud,
Thy distant fire,
A fleecy cloud,
And midtime of night,
On her cold smile;
Shone pale, through the light
I gazed awhile
Is the proud part
Mid planets her slaves,
Than that colder, lowly light.
Her beam on the waves.
And I turned away to thee,
Of the brighter, cold moon.
Thou bearest in Heaven at night,
Herself in the Heavens,
And dearer thy beam shall be;
And stars, in their orbits,

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