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A Collection of Edgar Allan Poe's Complete Poetical Works!

+++ Poems of Later Life +++
★ Dedication
★ Preface
★ The Raven
★ The Bells
★ Ulalume
★ To Helen
★ Annabel Lee
★ A Valentine
★ An Enigma
★ To My Mother
★ For Annie
★ To F——
★ To Frances S. Osgood
★ Eldorado
★ Eulalie
★ A Dream Within a Dream
★ To Marie Louise (Shew)
★ To The Same
★ The City in the Sea
★ The Sleeper
★ Bridal Ballad
★ Notes

+++ Poems of Manhood +++
★ Lenore
★ To One in Paradise
★ The Coliseum
★ The Haunted Palace
★ The Conqueror Worm
★ Silence
★ Dreamland
★ To Zante
★ Hymn
★ Notes

+++ Scenes from Politian +++
★ Note

+++ Poems of Youth +++
★ Introduction (1831)
★ To Science
★ Al Aaraaf
★ Tamerlane
★ To Helen
★ The Valley of Unrest
★ Israfel
★ To —— ("I heed not that my earthly lot")
★ To —— ("The Bowers whereat, in dreams, I see")
★ To the River
★ Song
★ Spirits of the Dead
★ A Dream
★ Romance
★ Fairyland
★ The Lake
★ Evening Star
★ Imitation
★ "The Happiest Day"
★ Hymn (Translation from the Greek)
★ Dreams
★ "In Youth I have known one"
★ A Pæan
★ Notes

+++ Doubtful Poems +++
★ Alone
★ To Isadore
★ The Village Street
★ The Forest Reverie
★ Notes

+++ Prose Poems +++
★ The Island of the Fay
★ The Power of Words
★ The Colloquy of Monos and Una
★ The Conversation of Eiros and Charmion
★ Shadow—a Parable
★ Silence—a Fable



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Опубликовано: 2011-10-12
Обновлено: 2011-10-12

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[2012-04-28] A Google User:
POE AS POET Poe was the angel Israfel Whose heartstrings were a lute: He sang and all the whirling stars His lines could not refute. The moon was a flower white with love. I read enrapt and pause. Perhaps to Poe belong the leaves Of the sweet autumn then that was...From this world of sweets and sours hastened:Tbe reason here he dwelt Is the same as that of the moonlight rays That into the roses melt. POE IS A LITERARY MOUNTAIN MUSKET!! FROM JAMES MICHAEL CHAPESKIE
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