Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

Comments about Edgar Allan Poe

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (1/13/2016 9:13:00 AM)

    You are not wrong, who deem
    That my days have been a dream;
    Yet if hope has flown away
    In a night, or in a day,
    In a vision, or in none,
    Is it therefore the less gone?
    All that we see or seem
    Is but a dream within a dream.

    E.A.P., 'A Dream Within a Dream' (1849)

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  • Maria Mc Groddy (11/19/2015 9:17:00 AM)

    Dare I say I only learned about him originally from the TV Show The Following

  • Mereia Namatua Mereia Namatua (10/10/2015 5:10:00 PM)

    the master at heart......the words of his poems convey a whole more to the readers and i must say that he is one impressive poet

  • Epiccjv (9/8/2015 9:58:00 PM)

    I really think that Poe is one of the best poets out there. At LEAST #10 on my imaginary poet list. His poem The Raven is one of the most famous poems out there.

  • Billy Mapes Billy Mapes (5/28/2015 10:04:00 AM)

    I love his poems. i have been reading his works for years! ! !

  • Jack Sun (5/17/2015 7:29:00 PM)

    He is a Goth
    His poems are sorrow

  • Gordon Inverno Jr. (4/22/2015 10:06:00 AM)

    One of the most BRILLIANT writers of all times! !

  • Gordon Inverno Jr. (4/22/2015 10:05:00 AM)

    One of the most BRILLIANT writers of all times.

  • Gordon Inverno Jr. (4/22/2015 10:05:00 AM)

    Edgar Allan Poe is and will always be one of the most BRILLIANT writers of all times.

  • Brittany Howard (3/28/2015 9:54:00 PM)

    A talented poet who conveys perfectly the essences of love, betrayal, death and so on! Continually amazes me with his work...

Best Poem of 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 hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
...

Read the full of A Dream Within A Dream

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, Lenore!
Come! let the burial rite be read- the funeral song be sung!-
An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young-
A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young.

"Wretches! ye loved her for her wealth and hated

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