Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

Edgar Allan Poe Poems

1. Ulalume 11/12/2015
2. The City Of Sin 8/10/2015
3. To Isadore 1/19/2012
4. The Bells - A Collaboration 3/26/2010
5. To Marie Louise (Shew) 3/26/2010
6. The Village Street 1/19/2012
7. Impromptu - To Kate Carol 3/25/2010
8. The Divine Right Of Kings 3/26/2010
9. To M-- 12/31/2002
10. Sonnet- To Zante 12/31/2002
11. Stanzas 12/31/2002
12. To -- -- 12/31/2002
13. Hymn To Aristogeiton And Harmodius 1/3/2003
14. To -- 12/31/2002
15. To M.L.S. 12/31/2002
16. To F-- 12/31/2002
17. To F--S S. O--D 12/31/2002
18. Sonnet- To Science 12/31/2002
19. Epigram For Wall Street 3/25/2010
20. In Youth I Have Known One 1/1/2004
21. Sancta Maria 1/3/2003
22. Hymn 12/31/2002
23. Song 12/31/2002
24. Israfel 12/31/2002
25. An Acrostic 3/25/2010
26. The Forest Reverie 1/1/2004
27. To One Departed 1/3/2003
28. Tamerlane 12/31/2002
29. To Helen - 1848 1/1/2004
30. Enigma 3/25/2010
31. To -- -- --. Ulalume: A Ballad 12/31/2002
32. In The Greenest Of Our Valleys 1/1/2004
33. To The River -- 12/31/2002
34. A Paean 3/25/2010
35. To One In Paradise 12/31/2002
36. The Valley Of Unrest 12/31/2002
37. Serenade 12/31/2002
38. Sonnet- Silence 12/31/2002
39. The Lake 12/31/2002
40. The Coliseum 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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To Helen - 1848

I saw thee once- once only- years ago:
I must not say how many- but not many.
It was a July midnight; and from out
A full-orbed moon, that, like thine own soul, soaring,
Sought a precipitate pathway up through heaven,
There fell a silvery-silken veil of light,
With quietude, and sultriness, and slumber,
Upon the upturned faces of a thousand
Roses that grew in an enchanted garden,

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