To… is a poem composed by Edgar Alllan Poe. To… Not long ago, the writer of these lines, In the mad pride of intellectuality, Maintained “the power of words”- denied that ever A thought arose within the human brain Beyond the utterance of the human tongue: And now, as if in mockery of that boast, …
The Lake is a poem composed by Edgar Allan Poe. The Lake In spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide world a spot The which I could not love the less- So lovely was the loneliness Of a wild lake, with black rock bound, And the tall pines that towered …
In the Greenest of the Valleys is a poem composed by Edgar Allan Poe. In the Greenest of the Valleys I. In the greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once fair and stately palace — Radiant palace –reared its head. In the monarch Thought’s dominion — It stood there! Never seraph spread a …
Israfel is a poem composed by Edgar Allan Poe. Israfel In Heaven a spirit doth dwell “Whose heart-strings are a lute”; None sing so wildly well As the angel Israfel, And the giddy stars (so legends tell), Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell Of his voice, all mute.Tottering above In her highest noon, The enamored …
In Youth I Have Known One is a poem composed by Edgar Allan Poe. In Youth I Have Known One How often we forget all time, when lone Admiring Nature’s universal throne; Her woods – her winds – her mountains – the intense Reply of Hers to Our intelligence!I. In youth I have known one …
Imitation is a poem composed by Edgar Allan Poe. Imitation A dark unfathomed tide Of interminable pride – A mystery, and a dream, Should my early life seem; I say that dream was fraught With a wild and waking thought Of beings that have been, Which my spirit hath not seen, Had I let them …
Lenore is a poem composed by Edgar Allan Poe. Lenore Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever! Let the bell toll!- a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river; And, Guy de Vere, hast thou no tear?- weep now or nevermore! See! on yon drear and rigid bier low lies thy love, …
Hymn to Aristogeiton and Harmodius is a poem composed by Edgar Allan Poe. Hymn to Aristogeiton and Harmodius Wreathed in myrtle, my sword I’ll conceal Like those champions devoted and brave, When they plunged in the tyrant their steel, And to Athens deliverance gave.II. Beloved heroes! your deathless souls roam In the joy breathing isles …
The Raven is a poem composed by Edgar Allan Poe. The Raven 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 chamber door. “‘Tis …
Hymn is a poem composed by Edgar Allan Poe. Hymn 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 …
