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Balladino DreamLand Edgar Allan Poe Music amp Lyrics
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The song on lyrics of beautiful Edgar Allan Poe's poem - Dream-Land. • Songs production can sometimes differentiate from the original poem text, but that's usually minor differences. • Here is the original text: • Dream-Land, by Edgar Allan Poe • By a route obscure and lonely, • Haunted by ill angels only, • Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, • On a black throne reigns upright, • I have reached these lands but newly • From an ultimate dim Thule— • From a wild weird clime that lieth, sublime, • Out of SPACE—Out of TIME. • Bottomless vales and boundless floods, • And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods, • With forms that no man can discover • For the tears that drip all over; • Mountains toppling evermore • Into seas without a shore; • Seas that restlessly aspire, • Surging, unto skies of fire; • Lakes that endlessly outspread • Their lone waters—lone and dead,— • Their still waters—still and chilly • With the snows of the lolling lily. • By the lakes that thus outspread • Their lone waters, lone and dead,— • Their sad waters, sad and chilly • With the snows of the lolling lily,— • By the mountains—near the river • Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,— • By the grey woods,—by the swamp • Where the toad and the newt encamp,— • By the dismal tarns and pools • Where dwell the Ghouls,— • By each spot the most unholy— • In each nook most melancholy,— • There the traveller meets, aghast, • Sheeted Memories of the Past— • Shrouded forms that start and sigh • As they pass the wanderer by— • White-robed forms of friends long given, • In agony, to the Earth—and Heaven. • For the heart whose woes are legion • ’T is a peaceful, soothing region— • For the spirit that walks in shadow • ’T is—oh, ’t is an Eldorado! • But the traveller, travelling through it, • May not—dare not openly view it; • Never its mysteries are exposed • To the weak human eye unclosed; • So wills its King, who hath forbid • The uplifting of the fring'd lid; • And thus the sad Soul that here passes • Beholds it but through darkened glasses. • By a route obscure and lonely, • Haunted by ill angels only, • Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, • On a black throne reigns upright, • I have wandered home but newly • From this ultimate dim Thule. • • #poetry #poems #poetrylovers #poetryvideo #edgarallanpoe
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