Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe

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Edgar Allan Poe (/poʊ/; born Edgar Poe; January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849) was an American writer, poet, editor, and literary critic. Poe is best known for his poetry and short stories, particularly his tales of mystery and the macabre.
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Annabel Lee

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It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
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The Raven

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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my cham...
The Raven
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A Dream Within a Dream

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Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow —
You are not wrong, who deem
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The Bells

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I Hear the sledges with the bells- Silver bells
What a world of merriment their melody foretells
How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night
While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crys...
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Evening Star

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'Twas noontide of summer, And mid-time of night; And stars, in their orbits, Shone pale, thro' the light Of the brighter, cold moon, 'Mid planets her slaves, Herself in the Heavens, Her beam on the waves
I gazed awhile On her cold smile; Too ...
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The Happiest Day-The Happiest Hour

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The happiest day- the happiest hour        My sear'd and blighted heart hath known,      The highest hope of pride and power,        I feel hath flown
Of power
said I
yes
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Romance

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Romance, who loves to nod and sing, With drowsy head and folded wing, Among the green leaves as they shake Far down within some shadowy lake, To me a painted paroquet Hath been- a most familiar bird- Taught me my alphabet to say- To lisp my very e...
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An Enigma

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"Seldom we find," says Solomon Don Dunce, "Half an idea in the profoundest sonnet
Through all the flimsy things we see at once As easily as through a Naples bonnet- Trash of all trash
- how can a lady don it
Yet heavi...
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To M--

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O
I care not that my earthly lot Hath little of Earth in it, That years of love have been forgot In the fever of a minute: I heed not that the desolate Are happier, sweet, than I, But that you meddle with my fate Who am a passer by
It is...
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Spirits Of The Dead

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Thy soul shall find itself alone'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tombstone;
Not one, of all the crowd, to
Into thine hour of secrecy
Be silent in that solitude,
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Sonnet - To Science

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Science
true daughter of Old Time thou art
Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes
Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart,   Vulture, whose wings are dull realities
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To Frances S Osgood

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Thou wouldst be loved
--then let thy heart From its present pathway part not; Being everything which now thou art, Be nothing which thou art not
So with the world thy gentle ways, Thy grace, thy more than beauty, Shall be an endless them...
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An Acrostic

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Elizabeth it is in vain you say "Love not" — thou sayest it in so sweet a way:
In vain those words from thee or L
E
L
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Sonnet- Silence

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There are some qualities- some incorporate things, That have a double life, which thus is made A type of that twin entity which springs From matter and light, evinced in solid and shade
There is a two-fold Silence- sea and shore- Body and sou...
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Hymn

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At morn- at noon- at twilight dim- Maria
thou hast heard my hymn
In joy and woe- in good and ill- Mother of God, be with me still
When the hours flew brightly by, And not a cloud obscured the sky, My soul, lest it should truant be, ...
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Enigma

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The noblest name in Allegory's page,
The hand that traced inexorable rage;
A pleasing moralist whose page refined,
Displays the deepest knowledge of the mind;
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