El Aaraaf, Tamarlane and Minor Poems
Edgar Allan PoeSözler ve Alıntılar
Al Aaraaf
On th’ ‘Arabesq’ carving of a gilded hall
Wherein I sate, and on the drapried wall —
And on my eye lids — O! the heavy light!
How drowsily it weigh’d them into night!
On flowers, before, and mist, and love they ran
With Persian Saadi in his Gulistan
Siz ona umut diyorsunuz-ateşin ateşine! Ama o yalnızca arzunun ızdırabı.