Romance - A Poem Written By Edgar Allen Poe

Romance a poem written by Edgar Allan Poe Romance who loves to nod and sing With drowsy head and folded wing Among the green leaves as they shake Far down within some shadowy lake To me a painted parroquette hath been A most familiar bird Taught me my alphabet to say To lisp my very earliest word While in the wild wood I did lie A child with a most knowing eye Of late eternal condor's years So shake the very heaven on high With tumult as thy thunder by I have no time for idle cares Through gazing on the unquiet sky And when an hour with calmer wings It's down upon my spirit flings That little time with lyre and rhyme To while away forbidden things My heart would feel to be a crime Unless it trembled with the strings