Once it smiled a silent dell
Where the people did not dwell;
They had gone unto the wars,
Trusting to the mild-eyed stars,
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....so picturesque, so beautiful, so vivid and haunting....love this ★
I love how Poe always works in the something is not quite right theme into his work
Over the lilies there that wave And weep above a nameless grave! They wave: - from out their fragrant tops Eternal dews come down in drops. They weep: - from off their delicate stems Perennial tears descend in gems. Beautiful description. Thanks for sharing.
Yes I agree.