The Complete poems of Edgar Allan Poe, by Edgar Allan Poe

To Octavia (1827)

An unpublished, untitled manuscript, a date at the bottom of the original copy (“May the 1st, 1827”) appears to have been written by someone other than Poe. The date is questionable for this reason. The poem, which may be incomplete, tells of the speaker’s unrequited love for Octavia being so strong, even “wit, and wine, and friends” can not distract him from it. Every throb of his heart, the narrator says, threatens to make his heart break for Octavia.

When wit, and wine, and friends have met

And laughter crowns the festive hour

In vain I struggle to forget

Still does my heart confess thy power

And fondly turn to thee!

But Octavia, do not strive to rob

My heart of all that soothes its pain

The mournful hope that every throb

Will make it break for thee!

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