Al-Aaraf -- Edgar Alan PoeÂ
O! NOTHING earthly save the ray
[Thrown back from flowers] of Beauty's eye,
As in those gardens where the day
Springs from the gems of Circassy ---
O! nothing earthly save the thrill
Of melody in woodland rill --- Or [music of the passion-hearted]
Joy's voice so peacefully departed
That like the murmur in the shell,
Its echo dwelleth and will dwell --- With nothing of the dross of ours ---
Yet all the beauty --- all the flowers
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