Qfeast Times September 2015

This should of been Qfeast's anniversary! Plus Edgar Allen Poe Poem!

Last issue of Qfeast Times should of marked the one year anniversary of Qfeast Times! Unfortunately, it can't. You see, I stopped going on Qfeast in October because of Animal Jam. This prevented me from writing any more issues of Qfeast Times. So unfortunately this is not the anniversary.

Poem- "Eulalie" Edgar Allen Poe
I dwelt alone
In a world of moan,
And my soul was a stagnant tide,
Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride-
Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride.

Ah, less- less bright
The stars of the night
Than the eyes of the radiant girl!
That the vapor can make
With the moon-tints of purple and pearl,
Can vie with the modest Eulalie's most unregarded curl-
Can compare with the bright-eyed Eulalie's most humble and careless
curl.

Now Doubt- now Pain
Come never again,
For her soul gives me sigh for sigh,
And all day long
Shines, bright and strong,
Astarte within the sky,
While ever to her dear Eulalie upturns her matron eye-
While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet eye.