by Edgar Allan Poe
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 shadowFell as he foundNo spot of groundThat 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 mountainsOf the moon,Down the valley of the shadow,Ride, boldly ride,"The shade replied,——"If you seek for Eldorado!"