A P (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
How shall the burial rite be read?The solemn song be sung ?The requiem for the loveliest dead,That ever died so ...
How shall the burial rite be read?The solemn song be sung ?The requiem for the loveliest dead,That ever died so ...
The noblest name in Allegory's page,The hand that traced inexorable rage;A pleasing moralist whose page refined,Displays the deepest knowledge of ...
Elizabeth it is in vain you say'Love not' - thou sayest it in so sweet a way:In vain those words ...
I will bring fire to thee.Euripides.-'Androm'.'Eiros'.Why do you call me Eiros?'Charmion'.So henceforward will you always be called. You must forget,too, ...
The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisp?d and sere— The leaves ...
I saw thee once &mdash once only &mdash years ago: I must not say how many &mdash but not many. ...
Of all who hail thy presence as the morning- Of all to whom thine absence is the ...
Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er ...
The bells! - ah, the bells! The little silver bells! How fairy-like a melody there floats ...
Beloved! amid the earnest woes That crowd around my earthly path- (Drear path, ...
The only king by right divine Is Ellen King, and were she mine I'd strive for liberty no more, But ...
I'll tell you a plan for gaining wealth,Better than banking, trade or leases - Take a bank note and fold ...
Thou wouldst be loved?--then let thy heart From its present pathway part not; Being everything which now thou art, ...
It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom ...
Wreathed in myrtle, my sword I'll conceal Like those champions devoted and brave, When they plunged in the tyrant their ...
Of all who hail thy presence as the morning- Of all to whom thine absence is the night- The blotting ...
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten ...
Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream! My spirit not awakening, till the beam Of an Eternity should ...
In spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide world a spot The which I could ...
Romance, who loves to nod and sing With drowsy head and folded wing Among the green leaves as they shake ...
Thy soul shall find itself alone 'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone; Not one, of all the crowd, to ...
Lo! 'tis a gala night Within the lonesome latter years. An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in ...
I SAW thee on thy bridal day - When a burning blush came o'er thee, Though happiness around thee lay, ...
For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes, Brightly expressive as the twins of Leda, Shall find her own ...
PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where ...
From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not ...
By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne ...
So sweet the hour, so calm the time, I feel it more than half a crime, When Nature sleeps and ...
It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom ...
'Twas noontide of summer, And mid-time of night; And stars, in their orbits, Shone pale, thro' the light Of the ...
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