Eternal brood the shadows on this ground, br Dreaming of centuries that have gone before; br Great elms rise solemnly by slab and mound, br Arched high above a hidden world of yore. br Round all the scene a light of memory plays, br And dead leaves whisper of departed days, br Longing for sights and sounds that are no more. br Lonely and sad, a specter glides along br Aisles where of old his living footsteps fell; br No common glance discerns him, though his song br Peals down through time with a mysterious spell. br Only the few who sorcery's secret know, br Espy amidst these tombs the shade of Poe.