To F——

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To F—— (1845) is a lyric addressed to Frances Sargent Osgood, expressing gratitude for the peace and beauty she brings to the poet's troubled heart. "Beloved! amid the earnest woes / That crowd around my earthly path."
Author Edgar Allan Poe 
Beloved! amid the earnest woes
    That crowd around my earthly path--
  (Drear path, alas! where grows
  Not even one lonely rose)--
    My soul at least a solace hath
  In dreams of thee, and therein knows
  An Eden of bland repose.

  And thus thy memory is to me
    Like some enchanted far-off isle
  In some tumultuous sea--
  Some ocean throbbing far and free
    With storm--but where meanwhile
  Serenest skies continually
    Just o'er that one bright inland smile.


1845.