Edgar Allan Poe Poem

To M — — [I heed not]

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 I heed not that my earthly lot

         Hath-little of Earth in it—

     That years of love have been forgot

     In the hatred of a minute:—

     I mourn not that the desolate

         Are happier, sweet, than I,

     But that you sorrow for my fate

     Who am a passer-by.
To Margaret
To Isaac Lea

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