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Edgar Allan Poe


For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes,

Brightly expressive as the twins of Leda,

Shall find her own sweet name, that, nestling lies

Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader.

Search narrowly the lines ! --- they hold a treasure

Divine --- a talisman --- an amulet

That must be worn at heart.  Search well the measure ---

The words --- the syllables   Do not forget

The trivialest point, or you may lose your labor !

And yet there is in this no Gordian knot

Which one might not undo without a sabre,

If one could merely comprehend the plot.

Enwritten upon the leaf where now are peering

Eyes scintillating soul, there lies perdus

Three eloquent words oft uttered in the hearing

Of poets, by poets --- as the name is a poet's, too.

Its letters, although naturally lying

Like the knight Pinto --- Mendez Ferdinando ---

Still form a synonym for Truth. --- Cease trying !

You will not read the riddle, though you do the best you can do.


 The poem is an acrostic. By taking the first letter, of the first line, the second letter of the second line, and so on, the name Frances Sargent Osgood is spelled out.

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