Edgar Allan Poe›Poezii

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a

By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these

In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed- But a waking dream of life and light Hath left me broken-hearted. Ah! what is not a

Gaily bedight, A gallant knight, In sunshine and in shadow, Had journeyed long, Singing a song, In search of Eldorado. But he grew old- This

\"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

It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE; - And

Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream! My spirit not awakening, till the beam Of an Eternity should bring the morrow. Yes! tho\' that long

The ring is on my hand, And the wreath is on my brow; Satin and jewels grand Are all at my command, And I am happy now. And my lord he loves me

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

\'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

Type of the antique Rome! Rich reliquary Of lofty contemplation left to Time By buried centuries of pomp and power! At length- at length- after

Dim vales- and shadowy floods- And cloudy-looking woods, Whose forms we can\'t discover For the tears that drip all over! Huge moons there wax

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

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

I saw thee on thy bridal day- When a burning blush came o\'er thee, Though happiness around thee lay, The world all love before thee: And in

So sweet the hour, so calm the time, I feel it more than half a crime, When Nature sleeps and stars are mute, To mar the silence ev\'n with

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a

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;-- And

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

Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine-- A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a

From childhood\'s hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From

Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine-- A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a

Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine-- A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a

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;-- And this