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 ...
The ring is on my hand, And the wreath is on my brow; Satin and jewels grand Are all at ...
A dark unfathomed tide Of interminable pride - A mystery, and a dream, Should my early life seem; I say ...
Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers, Thy gentlest of all gentle names dost take! How many memories ...
Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow-- You are not ...
In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed- But a waking dream of life and light ...
Elizabeth, it surely is most fit In thy own book that first thy name ...
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 ...
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