Tuesday, 10 May 2011

Obsession Project Work: Edgar Allen Poe - 'The Lake'

These were designed to illustrate Edgar Allen Poe's poem The Lake. The landscapes are based on the countryside in the Yorkshire Dales. Eventually some of these are going to be incorporated into a concertina book, but at the moment, they are quite initial and I will probably work them up to give a bit more contrast.
(They aren't really that red, that's my awful scanner.)
The Lake

In spring of youth it was my lot
To haunt of the wide world a spot
The which I could not love the less-
So lovely was the loneliness
Of a wild lake, with black rock bound,
And the tall pines that towered around.

But when the Night had thrown her pall
Upon that spot, as upon all,
And the mystic wind went by
Murmuring in melody-
Then-ah then I would awake
To the terror of the lone lake.

Yet that terror was not fright,
But a tremulous delight-
A feeling not the jewelled mine
Could teach or bribe me to define-
Nor Love-although the Love were thine.

Death was in that poisonous wave,
And in its gulf a fitting grave
For him who thence could solace bring
To his lone imagining-
Whose solitary soul could make
An Eden of that dim lake.


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