While streaming faint aslant the shattered aisle,
Soft on its moss the pillowed moonbeams sleep,
Or trim the flickering lamp and eager pore
On bard or sage in Hellas famed of yore.
B. H. B.
A FEW WORDS ABOUT BRAINARD.
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BY EDGAR A. POE.
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While streaming faint aslant the shattered aisle,
Soft on its moss the pillowed moonbeams sleep,
Or trim the flickering lamp and eager pore
On bard or sage in Hellas famed of yore.
B. H. B.
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BY EDGAR A. POE.
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