Gailybedight，Agallantknight，Insunshineandinshadow，Hadjourneyedlong，Singingasong，InsearchofEldorado。
　　Buthegrewold-
　　Thisknightsobold-
　　Ando’erhisheartashadowFell，ashefoundNospotofgroundThatlookedlikeEldorado。
　　And，ashisstrengthFailedhimatlength，Hemetapilgrimshadow-
　　’Shadow，’saidhe，’Wherecanitbe-
　　ThislandofEldorado？’
　　’OvertheMountainsOftheMoon，DowntheValleyoftheShadow，Ride，boldlyride，’
　　Theshadereplied，-
　　’IfyouseekforEldorado！’
　　IDWELTaloneInaworldofmoan，Andmysoulwasastagnanttide，TillthefairandgentleEulaliebecamemyblushingbride-
　　Tilltheyellow-hairedyoungEulaliebecamemysmilingbride。
　　Ah，less-lessbrightThestarsofthenightThantheeyesoftheradiantgirl！
　　AndneveraflakeThatthevapourcanmakeWiththemoon-tintsofpurpleandpearl，CanviewiththemodestEulalie’smostunregardedcurl-
　　Cancomparewiththebright-eyedEulalie’smosthumbleandcarelesscurl。
　　NowDoubt-nowPainComeneveragain，Forhersoulgivesmesighforsigh，AndalldaylongShines，brightandstrong，Astart？withinthesky，WhileevertoherdearEulalieupturnshermatroneye-
　　WhileevertoheryoungEulalieupturnshervioleteye。
　　Takethiskissuponthebrow！
　　And，inpartingfromyounow，Thusmuchletmeavow
　　Youarenotwrong，whodeemThatmydayshavebeenadream；
　　YetifhopehasflownawayInanight，orinaday，Inavision，orinnone，Isitthereforetheless_gone_？
　　_All_thatweseeorseemIsbutadreamwithinadream。
　　IstandamidtheroarOfasurf-tormentedshore，AndIholdwithinmyhandGrainsofthegoldensand
　　Howfew！yethowtheycreepThroughmyfingerstothedeep，WhileIweepwhileIweep！
　　OGod！canInotgraspThemwithatighterclasp？
　　OGod！canInotsave_One_fromthepitilesswave？
　　Is_all_thatweseeorseemButadreamwithinadream？。
　　TOMARIELOUISESHEW
　　Ofallwhohailthypresenceasthemorning
　　Ofalltowhomthineabsenceisthenight
　　TheblottingutterlyfromouthighheavenThesacredsunofallwho，weeping，blesstheeHourlyforhope-forlifeah！aboveall，Fortheresurrectionofdeep-buriedfaithInTruthinVirtueinHumanity
　　Ofallwho，onDespair’sunhallowedbedLyingdowntodie，havesuddenlyarisenAtthysoft-murmuredwords，“Lettherebelight！”
　　Atthesoft-murmuredwordsthatwerefulfilledIntheseraphicglancingofthineeyes
　　OfallwhoowetheemostwhosegratitudeNearestresemblesworshipoh，rememberThetruestthemostferventlydevoted，Andthinkthattheseweaklinesarewrittenbyhim
　　Byhimwho，ashepensthem，thrillstothinkHisspiritiscommuningwithanangel’s。
　　TOMARIELOUISESHEW
　　NOTlongago，thewriteroftheselines，Inthemadprideofintellectuality，Maintained“thepowerofwords“deniedthateverAthoughtarosewithinthehumanbrainBeyondtheutteranceofthehumantongue：
　　Andnow，asifinmockeryofthatboast，Twowords-twoforeignsoftdissyllables
　　Italiantones，madeonlytobemurmuredByangelsdreaminginthemoonlit“dewThathangslikechainsofpearlonHermonhill。”
　　Havestirredfromouttheabyssesofhisheart，Unthought-likethoughtsthatarethesoulsofthought，Richer，farwider，fardivinervisionsThaneventheseraphharper，Israfel，Whohas“thesweetestvoiceofallGod’screatures“
　　Couldhopetoutter。AndI！myspellsarebroken。
　　Thepenfallspowerlessfrommyshiveringhand。
　　Withthydearnameastext，thoughbiddenbythee，Icannotwrite-Icannotspeakorthink
　　Alas，Icannotfeel；for’tisnotfeeling，ThisstandingmotionlessuponthegoldenThresholdofthewide-opengateofdreams，Gazing，entranced，adownthegorgeousvista，AndthrillingasIsee，upontheright，Upontheleft，andallthewayalong，Amidempurpledvapors，farawayTowheretheprospectterminates-_theeonly！_
　　Lo！DeathhasrearedhimselfathroneInastrangecitylyingaloneFardownwithinthedimWest，WherethegoodandthebadandtheworstandthebestHavegonetotheireternalrest。
　　ThereshrinesandpalacesandtowersTime-eatentowersthattremblenot！
　　Resemblenothingthatisours。
　　Around，byliftingwindsforgot，ResignedlybeneaththeskyThemelancholywaterslie。
　　NoraysfromtheholyheavencomedownOnthelongnight-timeofthattown；
　　ButlightfromouttheluridseaStreamsuptheturretssilently-
　　Gleamsupthepinnaclesfarandfree-
　　Updomes-upspires-upkinglyhalls-
　　Upfanes-upBabylon-likewalls-
　　Upshadowylong-forgottenbowersOfsculturedivyandstoneflowers-
　　UpmanyandmanyamarvellousshrineWhosewreathedfriezesintertwineTheviol，theviolet，andthevine。
　　ResignedlybeneaththeskyThemelancholywaterslie。
　　SoblendtheturretsandshadowsthereThatallseempendulousinair，WhilefromaproudtowerinthetownDeathlooksgiganticallydown。
　　ThereopenfanesandgapinggravesYawnlevelwiththeluminouswaves；
　　ButnottherichestherethatlieIneachidol’sdiamondeye-
　　Notthegaily-jewelleddeadTemptthewatersfromtheirbed；
　　Fornoripplescurl，alas！
　　Alongthatwildernessofglass-
　　NoswellingstellthatwindsmaybeUponsomefar-offhappiersea-
　　NoheavingshintthatwindshavebeenOnseaslesshideouslyserene。
　　Butlo，astirisintheair！
　　Thewave-thereisamovementthere！
　　Asifthetowershadthrownaside，Inslightlysinking，thedulltide-
　　AsiftheirtopshadfeeblygivenAvoidwithinthefilmyHeaven。
　　Thewaveshavenowaredderglow-
　　Thehoursarebreathingfaintandlow-
　　Andwhen，amidnoearthlymoans，Down，downthattownshallsettlehence，Hell，risingfromathousandthrones，Shalldoitreverence。
　　AtmidnightinthemonthofJune，Istandbeneaththemysticmoon。
　　Anopiatevapour，dewy，dim，Exhalesfromouthergoldenrim，And，softlydripping，dropbydrop，Uponthequietmountaintop。
　　StealsdrowsilyandmusicallyIntotheuniveralvalley。
　　Therosemarynodsuponthegrave；
　　Thelilylollsuponthewave；
　　Wrappingthefogaboutitsbreast，Theruinmouldersintorest；
　　LookinglikeLethe，see！thelakeAconsciousslumberseemstotake，Andwouldnot，fortheworld，awake。
　　AllBeautysleeps！andlo！whereliesHereasementopentotheskies
　　Irene，withherDestinies！
　　Oh，ladybright！canitberight
　　Thiswindowopentothenight？
　　Thewantonairs，fromthetree-top，Laughinglythroughthelatticedrop
　　Thebodilessairs，awizardrout，Flitthroughthychamberinandout，AndwavethecurtaincanopySofitfullysofearfully
　　Abovetheclosedandfringedlid’Neathwhichthyslumb’ringsouldlieshid，Thato’ertheflooranddownthewall，Likeghoststheshadowsriseandfall！
　　Oh，ladydear，hastthousnofear？
　　Whyandwhatartthoudreaminghere？
　　Surethouartcomep’erfar-offseas，Awondertothesegardentrees！
　　Strangeisthypallor！strangethydress！
　　Strange，aboveall，thylengthoftress，Andthisallsolemnsilentness！
　　Theladysleeps！Oh，mayhersleep，Whichisenduring，sobedeep！
　　Heavenhaveherinitssacredkeep！
　　Thischamberchangedforonemoreholy，Thisbedforonemoremelancholy，IpraytoGodthatshemaylieForeverwithunopenedeye，Whilethedimsheetedghostsgoby！
　　Mylove，shesleeps！Oh，mayhersleep，Asitislasting，sobedeep！
　　Softmaythewormsabouthercreep！
　　Farintheforest，dimandold，Forhermaysometallvaultunfold
　　SomevaultthatofthathflungitsblackAndwingedpannelsflutteringback，Triumphant，o’erthecrestedpalls，Ofhergrandfamilyfunerals
　　Somesepulchre，remote，alone，Againstwhoseportalshehaththrown，Inchildhood，manyanidlestone
　　SometombfromoutwhosesoundingdoorShene’ershallforceanechomore，Thrillingtothink，poorchildofsin！
　　Itwasthedeadwhogroanedwithin。
　　THEringisonmyhand，Andthewreathisonmybrow；
　　SatinsandjewelsgrandAreallatmycommand，AndIamhappynow。
　　Andmylordhelovesmewell；
　　But，whenfirsthebreathedhisvow，Ifeltmybosomswell-
　　Forthewordsrangasaknell，Andthevoiceseemed_his_whofellInthebattledownthedell，Andwhoishappynow。
　　Buthespoketore-asureme，Andhekissedmypallidbrow，Whileareveriecameo’reme，Andtothechurch-yardboreme，AndIsighedtohimbeforeme，ThinkinghimdeadD’Elormie，“Oh，Iamhappynow！”
　　Andthusthewordswerespoken，Andthistheplightedvow，And，thoughmyfaithbebroken，And，thoughmyheartbebroken，BeholdthegoldentokenThat_proves_mehappynow！
　　WouldGodIcouldawaken！
　　ForIdreamIknownothow，AndmysoulissorelyshakenLestanevilstepbetaken，-
　　LestthedeadwhoisforsakenMaynotbehappynow。
　　1。“TheRaven“wasfirstpublishedonthe29thJanuary，1845，intheNewYork“EveningMirror“-apaperitsauthorwasthenassistanteditorof。Itwasprefacedbythefollowingwords，understoodtohavebeenwrittenbyN。
　　P。Willis：“Wearepermittedtocopyinadvanceofpublicationfromthesecondnumberofthe“AmericanReview。”thefollowingremarkablepoembyEdgarPoe。Inouropinion，itisthemosteffectivesingleexampleof’fugitivepoetry’everpublishedinthiscountry，andunsurpassedinEnglishpoetryforsubtleconception，masterlyingenuityofversification，andconsistentsustainingofimaginativeliftand’pokerishness。’Itisoneofthose’daintiesbredinabook’whichwefeedon。Itwillsticktothememoryofeverybodywhoreadsit。”IntheFebruarynumberofthe“AmericanReview“thepoemwaspublishedasby“Quarles。”anditwasintroducedbythefollowingnote，evidentlysuggestedifnotwrittenbyPoehimself。
　　[“Thefollowinglinesfromacorrespondent-besidesthedeep，quaintstrainofthesentiment，andthecuriousintroductionofsomeludicroustouchesamidsttheseriousandimpressive，aswasdoubtlessintendedbytheauthor-appearstousoneofthemostfelicitousspecimensofuniquerhymingwhichhasforsometimemetoureye。TheresourcesofEnglishrhythmforvarietiesofmelody，measure，andsound，producingcorrespondingdiversitiesofeffect，havingbeenthoroughlystudied，muchmoreperceived，byveryfewpoetsinthelanguage。Whiletheclassictongues，especiallytheGreek，possess，bypowerofaccent，severaladvantagesforversificationoverourown，chieflythroughgreaterabundanceofspondaic：feet，wehaveotherandverygreatadvantagesofsoundbythemodernusageofrhyme。Alliterationisnearlytheonlyeffectofthatkindwhichtheancientshadincommonwithus。Itwillbeseenthatmuchofthemelodyof’TheRaven’arisesfromalliteration，andthestudioususeofsimilarsoundsinunusualplaces。Inregardtoitsmeasure，itmaybenotedthatifalltheverseswerelikethesecond，theymightproperlybeplacedmerelyinshortlines，producinganotuncommonform；butthepresenceinalltheothersofoneline-mostlythesecondintheverse“stanza？“whichflowscontinuously，withonlyanaspiratepauseinthemiddle，likethatbeforetheshortlineintheSapphicAdonic，whilethefifthhasatthemiddlepausenosimilarityofsoundwithanypartbesides，givestheversificationanentirelydifferenteffect。Wecouldwishthecapacitiesofournoblelanguageinprosodywerebetterunderstood。”ED。“Am。Rev。”