Happiest Day the Happiest Hour E-book

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                 THE HAPPIEST DAY, THE HAPPIEST HOUR

                          by Edgar Allan Poe








Electronically Enhanced Text (c) Copyright 1996, World Library(R)



THE HAPPIEST DAY, THE HAPPIEST HOUR
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    The happiest day- the happiest hour
      My sear'd and blighted heart hath known,
    The highest hope of pride and power,
      I feel hath flown.
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    Of power! said I? yes! such I ween;
      But they have vanish'd long, alas!
    The visions of my youth have been-
      But let them pass.
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    And, pride, what have I now with thee?
      Another brow may even inherit
    The venom thou hast pour'd on me-
      Be still, my spirit!
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    The happiest day- the happiest hour
      Mine eyes shall see- have ever seen,
    The brightest glance of pride and power,
      I feel- have been:
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    But were that hope of pride and power
      Now offer'd with the pain
    Even then I felt- that brightest hour
      I would not live again:
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    For on its wing was dark alloy,
      And, as it flutter'd- fell
    An essence- powerful to destroy
      A soul that knew it well.
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                     THE END