Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

Edgar Allan Poe Poems

1. Hymn To Aristogeiton And Harmodius 1/3/2003
2. To Marie Louise (Shew) 3/26/2010
3. To F--S S. O--D 12/31/2002
4. Impromptu - To Kate Carol 3/25/2010
5. To M.L.S. 12/31/2002
6. Sonnet- To Zante 12/31/2002
7. To M-- 12/31/2002
8. Sancta Maria 1/3/2003
9. The Bells - A Collaboration 3/26/2010
10. Stanzas 12/31/2002
11. To -- -- 12/31/2002
12. To F-- 12/31/2002
13. To Helen - 1848 1/1/2004
14. To -- 12/31/2002
15. Israfel 12/31/2002
16. Sonnet- To Science 12/31/2002
17. Epigram For Wall Street 3/25/2010
18. To -- -- --. Ulalume: A Ballad 12/31/2002
19. In Youth I Have Known One 1/1/2004
20. The Forest Reverie 1/1/2004
21. In The Greenest Of Our Valleys 1/1/2004
22. Hymn 12/31/2002
23. To Isadore 1/19/2012
24. The Coliseum 12/31/2002
25. The Divine Right Of Kings 3/26/2010
26. Song 12/31/2002
27. Enigma 3/25/2010
28. The Village Street 1/19/2012
29. The Conqueror Worm 12/31/2002
30. To One In Paradise 12/31/2002
31. Tamerlane 12/31/2002
32. Imitation 1/1/2004
33. For Annie 12/31/2002
34. An Acrostic 3/25/2010
35. A Paean 3/25/2010
36. To The River -- 12/31/2002
37. Serenade 12/31/2002
38. The Valley Of Unrest 12/31/2002
39. To One Departed 1/3/2003
40. Romance 12/31/2002
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-
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To Helen - 1848

I saw thee once- once only- years ago:
I must not say how many- but not many.
It was a July midnight; and from out
A full-orbed moon, that, like thine own soul, soaring,
Sought a precipitate pathway up through heaven,
There fell a silvery-silken veil of light,
With quietude, and sultriness, and slumber,
Upon the upturned faces of a thousand
Roses that grew in an enchanted garden,

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