Evening Star

Author: Edgar Allan Poe  | Date: 1827

EVENING STAR

’Twas noontide of summer,

And mid-time of night;

And stars, in their orbits,

Shone pale, thro’ the light

Of the brighter, cold moon,

’Mid planets her slaves,

Herself in the Heavens,

Her beam on the waves.

I gazed awhile

On her cold smile;

Too cold- too cold for me-

There pass’d, as a shroud,

A fleecy cloud,

And I turn’d away to thee,

Proud Evening Star,

In thy glory afar,

And dearer thy beam shall be;

For joy to my heart

Is the proud part

Thou bearest in Heaven at night,

And more I admire

Thy distant fire,

Than that colder, lowly light.

Related Resources

None available for this document.

Download Options


Title: Evening Star

Select an option:

*Note: A download may not start for up to 60 seconds.

Email Options


Title: Evening Star

Select an option:

Email addres:

*Note: It may take up to 60 seconds for for the email to be generated.

Chicago: Edgar Allan Poe, Evening Star Original Sources, accessed June 24, 2024, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=41NP5Y2HP5G11ZF.

MLA: Poe, Edgar Allan. Evening Star, Original Sources. 24 Jun. 2024. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=41NP5Y2HP5G11ZF.

Harvard: Poe, EA, Evening Star. Original Sources, retrieved 24 June 2024, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=41NP5Y2HP5G11ZF.