SILENCE.

By Edgar Allan Poe

There are some qualities — some incorporate things,

That have a double life, which thus is made

A type of that twin entity which springs

From matter and light, evinced in solid and shade.

There is a twofold Silence — sea and shore —

Body and soul. One dwells in lonely places,

Newly with grass o'ergrown; some solemn graces,

Some human memories and tearful lore,

Render him terrorless: his name's “No More.”

He is the corporate Silence: dread him not!

No power hath he of evil in himself;

But should some urgent fate ( untimely lot! )

Bring thee to meet his shadow ( nameless elf,

That haunteth the lone regions where hath trod

No foot of man ), commend thyself to God!