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Bēhance

  • Meadows
  • 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 traveler, traveling 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 fringéd lid;
    And thus the sad Soul that here passes
    Beholds it but through darkened glasses.


    From Dream-Land by Edgar Allan Poe