Imitation
Edgar Allan Poe
Tamerlane and Other Poems, Boston: Calvin F. S. Thomas, pp. 29–30.
Earlier form; not the 1849 poem. Original 1827 scans 033–034 are included.
A dark unfathom'd tide Of interminable pride — A mystery, and a dream, Should my early life seem; I say that dream was fraught With a wild, and waking thought Of beings that have been, Which my spirit hath not seen, Had I let them pass me by, With a dreaming eye! Let none of earth inherit That vision on my spirit; Those thoughts I would controul , As a spell upon his soul: For that bright hope at last And that light time have past, And my worldly rest hath gone With a sight as it pass'd on, I care not tho' it perish With a thought I then did cherish,