To The RiverBy Edgar Allan Poe – 1809-1849 I. Fair river! in thy bright, clear flowOf crystal, wandering water,Thou art an emblem of the glowOf beauty, the unhidden heart,The playful maziness of artIn old Alberto's daughter; II. But when within thy wave she looks,Which glistens then, and trembles,Why, then, the prettiest of brooksHer worshiper resembles;For … Continue reading "Poetry Reads – 2"
