“Thou wast that all to me, love,
For which my soul did pine —”
Edgar Allan Poe book To One in Paradise
"To One in Paradise", st. 1 (1834).
Context: Thou wast that all to me, love,
For which my soul did pine —
A green isle in the sea, love,
A fountain and a shrine,
All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,
And all the flowers were mine.
