Now this is the point. You fancy me a mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded...
I have no faith in human perfectability. I think that human exertion will have no appreciable effect upon humanity. Man is now only more active - not more happy - nor more wise, than he was 6000 years...
With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.
It was many and many a year ago,In a kingdom by the sea,That a maiden there lived whom you may knowBy the name of ANNABEL LEE;And this maiden she lived with no other thoughtThan to love and be loved b...
Blood was its Avatar and its seal.
I am a writer. Therefore. I am not sane.
From childhood's hour I have not been
From childhood's hour I have not beenAs others were; I have not seenAs others saw; I could not bringMy passions from a common spring.From the same source I have not takenMy sorrow; I could not awakenM...
We loved with a love that was more than love.
From childhood's hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.
By a route obscure and lonelyHaunted by ill angels only,Where an eidolon, named NIGHT,On a black throne reigns upright,I have reached these lands but newlyFrom an ultimate dim Thule --From a wild, wei...
Be nothing which thou art not
The agony of my soul found vent in one loud, long and final scream of despair.
Here I opened wide the door;— Darkness there, and nothing more.
How is it that from beauty I have derived a type of unloveliness?—from the covenant of peace a simile of sorrow? But as, in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so, in fact, out of joy is sorrow bor...
I Dwelt aloneIn a world of moan,And my soul was a stagnant tide,Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride-Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride Ah, less-less bri...
I have just spoken of that morbid condition of the auditory nerve which rendered all music intolerable to the sufferer, with the exception of certain effects of stringed instruments. It was, perhaps,...
I have no words — alas! — to tellThe loveliness of loving well!
In the deepest slumber-no! In delirium-no! In a swoon-no! In death-no! even in the grave all is not lost.
Over the MountainsOf the Moon,Down the Valley of the Shadow,Ride, boldly ride,The shade replied,-If you seek for Eldorado.
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