Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

Edgar Allan Poe Poems

41. The Happiest Day, The Happiest Hour 12/31/2002
42. The Sleeper 12/31/2002
43. The Haunted Palace 12/31/2002
44. To Helen 12/31/2002
45. To My Mother 12/31/2002
46. Imitation 1/1/2004
47. The Conqueror Worm 12/31/2002
48. Romance 12/31/2002
49. A Paean 3/25/2010
50. Fairy-Land 12/31/2002
51. Lenore 12/31/2002
52. Al Aaraaf 12/31/2002
53. Elizabeth 12/31/2002
54. The Bells 12/31/2002
55. The City In The Sea 12/31/2002
56. Spirits Of The Dead 12/31/2002
57. An Enigma 12/31/2002
58. Bridal Ballad 12/31/2002
59. Eulalie 12/31/2002
60. A Valentine 12/31/2002
61. Dreams 12/31/2002
62. Dreamland 12/31/2002
63. Evening Star 12/31/2002
64. A Dream 12/31/2002
65. Eldorado 12/31/2002
66. The Raven 12/31/2002
67. Alone 12/31/2002
68. A Dream Within A Dream 12/31/2002
69. Annabel Lee 12/31/2002

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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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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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