Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

Edgar Allan Poe Poems

41. The City In The Sea 12/31/2002
42. The Coliseum 12/31/2002
43. The Conqueror Worm 12/31/2002
44. The Divine Right Of Kings 3/26/2010
45. The Forest Reverie 1/1/2004
46. The Happiest Day, The Happiest Hour 12/31/2002
47. The Haunted Palace 12/31/2002
48. The Lake 12/31/2002
49. The Raven 12/31/2002
50. The Sleeper 12/31/2002
51. The Valley Of Unrest 12/31/2002
52. The Village Street 1/19/2012
53. To -- 12/31/2002
54. To -- -- 12/31/2002
55. To -- -- --. Ulalume: A Ballad 12/31/2002
56. To F-- 12/31/2002
57. To F--S S. O--D 12/31/2002
58. To Helen 12/31/2002
59. To Helen - 1848 1/1/2004
60. To Isadore 1/19/2012
61. To M-- 12/31/2002
62. To M.L.S. 12/31/2002
63. To Marie Louise (Shew) 3/26/2010
64. To My Mother 12/31/2002
65. To One Departed 1/3/2003
66. To One In Paradise 12/31/2002
67. To The River -- 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Edgar Allan Poe

Annabel Lee

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 maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In ...

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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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