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''Thank Heaven! the crisis —
The danger, is past,
And the lingering illness,
Is over at last M,
And the fever called "Living"
Is conquered at last.''
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Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1845), U.S. poet, critic, short-story writer. For Annie, st. 1.
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''"Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."''
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Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1845), U.S. poet, critic, short-story writer. first published in New York Evening Mirror (Jan. 29, 1845). The Raven, st. 17 (184...
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''"As for myself, I am simply Hop-Frog, the jester—and this is my last jest."... The Work of vengeance was complete.''
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Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849), U.S. author. "Hop-Frog," The Flag of Our Union (1849).
Humor and violence in the aesthetic of vengeance.
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And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
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Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849), U.S. poet. The Raven (l. 102-107). . .
Complete Poems and Selected Essays [Edgar Allan Poe]. Richard Gray, ed. (1993)...
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''Yes, Heaven is thine; but this
Is a world of sweets and sours;
Our flowers are merely—flowers,
And the shadow of thy perfect bliss
Is the sunshine of ours.''
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Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849), U.S. poet. Israfel (l. 40-44). . .
Complete Poems and Selected Essays [Edgar Allan Poe]. Richard Gray, ed. (1993) Eve...
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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 napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
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Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1845), U.S. poet, critic, short-story writer. first published in New York Evening Mirror (Jan. 29, 1845). The Raven, st. 1, The ...
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In Heaven a spirit doth dwell
"Whose heart-strings are a lute;"
None sing so wildly well
As the angel Israfel,
And the giddy stars (so legends tell)
Ceasing their hymns, atten...
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Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849), U.S. poet. Israfel (l. 1-7). . .
Complete Poems and Selected Essays [Edgar Allan Poe]. Richard Gray, ed. (1993) Every...
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"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore—
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night'...
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Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849), U.S. poet. The Raven (l. 44-47). . .
Complete Poems and Selected Essays [Edgar Allan Poe]. Richard Gray, ed. (1993) E...
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''a bolder note than this might swell
From my lyre within the sky.''
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Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849), U.S. poet. Israfel (l. 50-51). . .
Complete Poems and Selected Essays [Edgar Allan Poe]. Richard Gray, ed. (1993) Eve...
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''The lady sleeps! Oh, may her sleep,
Which is enduring, so be deep!
Heaven have her in its sacred keep!''
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Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849), U.S. poet. The Sleeper (l. 37-39). . .
Complete Poems and Selected Essays [Edgar Allan Poe]. Richard Gray, ed. (1993)...
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To M.L.S.
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Of all who hail thy presence as the morning-
Of all to whom thine absence is the night-
The blotting utterly from out high heaven
The sacred sun- of all who, weeping, bless thee
Hourly for hope- for life- ah! above all,
For the resurrection of deep-buried faith
In Truth- in Virtue- in Humanity-
Of all who, on Despair's unhallowed bed
Lying down to die, have suddenly arisen
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