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The other day Amber mentioned the poem “Eldorado.” All I could remember of it was the “land of Eldorado.” I didn’t even know it was by Edgar Allan Poe.

Eldorado

Gaily bedight,
A gallant knight,
In sunshine and in shadow,
Had journeyed long,
Singing a song,
In search of Eldorado.

But he grew old-
This knight so bold-
And o’er his heart a shadow
Fell as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado.

And, as his strength
Failed him at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow-
“Shadow,” said he,
“Where can it be-
This land of Eldorado?”

“Over the Mountains Of the Moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
Ride, boldly ride,”
The shade replied-
“If you seek for Eldorado!”

It’s kind of sad, isn’t it? The knight spends his whole life searching for the legendary city of gold only to be told that it can’t be found until after death.

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Jaimie Ramsey
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