But one autumnal evening when the winds lay still in Heaven
Morella called me to her side.
It was that season when the beautiful Halcyon is nursed*
— there was a dim mist over all the Earth,
and a warm glow upon the waters, and amid the rich November leaves of the forest
a rainbow from the firmament had surely fallen.
Morella called me to her side.
It was that season when the beautiful Halcyon is nursed*
— there was a dim mist over all the Earth,
and a warm glow upon the waters, and amid the rich November leaves of the forest
a rainbow from the firmament had surely fallen.
The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, - The champak odors fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream, The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart, As I must die on thine, O, beloved as thou art!

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