But evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the monarch's high estate;(Ah, let us mourn, for never morrow. Shall dawn upon him desolate!)And round about his home the glory. That blushed and bloomed, Is but a dim-remembered story. Of the old time entombed.
Edgar Allan PoeAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet, Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: January 19, 1809
- Died: October 7, 1849
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