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Science! True daughter of Old Time thou art! Who alterest all things with
               thy peering eyes. Why preyest thou upon the poet’s heart, Vulture, whose

               wings are dull realities? How should he love thee? or how deem thee wise,
               Who wouldst not leave him in his wandering To seek for treasure in the

               jeweled skies, Albeit he soared with an undaunted wing? Hast thou not
               dragged Diana from her car? And driven the Hamadryad from the wood To
                seek a shelter in some happier star? Hast thou not torn the Naiad from her

               flood, The Elfin from the green grass, and from me The summer dream
               beneath the tamarind tree?






                CHAPTER VIII



               POE’S CHILD WIFE



               While Poe was in Baltimore, after he had begun to earn something by his
               pen, he went to live with his aunt, Mrs. Clemm. She was very poor, and

               whatever Poe earned went toward the support of the whole family, which
               included not only Poe and his aunt, but her young daughter Virginia, at this
               time only eleven years of age.



               Virginia was an exceedingly delicate and beautiful girl. She had dark hair

               and eyes, and a fine, transparent complexion. She was very modest and
               quiet; but she had a fine mind, and a very sweet and winning manner. She
               had also a poetic nature, and became an accomplished musician.



               Mrs. Clemm, on the other hand, was a large, coarsely formed woman, and

               it seemed impossible that she could be the mother of so delicate and
               graceful a girl. She was very faithful and hardworking, however, and
                sincerely devoted to Poe as well as to her daughter. She had the business

               ability to manage Poe’s small income in the best way, and made for him a
               home that would have been extremely happy had it not been for poverty

               and other misfortunes.


               While Poe lived in Baltimore he would go out to walk nearly every day

               with the editor of the _Saturday Visiter_; but he sometimes walked alone or
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