Edgar Allan Poe

Al Aaraaf PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty’s eye, As in those gardens where the day Springs from the gems of Circassy- O! nothing earthly save the thrill Of melody in woodland ...

To The River Fair river! in thy bright, clear flow Of crystal, wandering water, Thou art an emblem of the glow Of beauty- the unhidden heart- The playful maziness of art In old Alberto’s daughter; But when within thy wave ...

To Isadore I. Beneath the vine-clad eaves, Whose shadows fall before Thy lowly cottage door– Under the lilac’s tremulous leaves– Within thy snowy clasped hand The purple flowers it bore. Last eve in dreams, I saw thee stand, Like queenly ...

The Bridal Ballad 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 well; But, when first ...

Dreamland 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 lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule- From a wild clime that ...

The Bells 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 air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to ...

For Annie Thank Heaven! the crisis- The danger is past, And the lingering illness Is over at last- And the fever called “Living” Is conquered at last. Sadly, I know I am shorn of my strength, And no muscle I ...

A Dream 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 dream by day To him whose eyes are cast ...

A Valentine For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes, Brightly expressive as the twins of Leda, Shall find her own sweet name, that nestling lies Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader. Search narrowly the lines!- they hold ...

Fairy-Land 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 and wane- Again- again- again- Every moment of the night- Forever changing places- And they ...

Edgar Allan Poe A Dream Within A Dream 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 dream; Yet if ...

A Magnificent American poet, short story writer, journalist, and literary critic, Edgar Allan Poe ادگار آلن پو  (متولد 1809 – وفات  1849)، نویسنده داستان‌های کوتاه، شاعر، نقاد و ویراستار آمریکایی است که عمده شهرتش به خاطر توسعه‌بخشیدن به گونه‌های ادبی ...