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 ...
Of all who hail thy presence as the morning- Of all to whom thine absence is the night- The blotting ...
Wreathed in myrtle, my sword I'll conceal Like those champions devoted and brave, When they plunged in the tyrant their ...
Gaily bedight, A gallant knight, In sunshine and in shadow, Had journeyed long, Singing a song, In search of Eldorado. ...
In the greenest of our valleys By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace- Radiant palace- reared its ...
Kind solace in a dying hour! Such, father, is not (now) my theme- I will not madly deem that power ...
I Hear the sledges with the bells- Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, ...
At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon. An opiate vapor, dewy, dim, Exhales from ...
At morn- at noon- at twilight dim- Maria! thou hast heard my hymn! In joy and woe- in good and ...
Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever! Let the bell toll!- a saintly soul floats on the ...
Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine- A green isle in the sea, love, ...
How often we forget all time, when lone Admiring Nature's universal throne; Her woods- her wilds- her mountains- the intense ...
Lo! Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city lying alone Far down within the dim West, Where ...
Dim vales- and shadowy floods- And cloudy-looking woods, Whose forms we can't discover For the tears that drip all over! ...
'Tis said that when The hands of men Tamed this primeval wood, And hoary trees with groans of woe, Like ...
Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicæan barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, ...
The happiest day- the happiest hour My sear'd and blighted heart hath known, The highest hope of pride and power, ...
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