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PUBLIC MARKS from tadeufilippini with tags allan & poe

October 2008

August 2008

RPO -- Edgar Allan Poe : Annabel Lee

Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849) Annabel Lee 1It was many and many a year ago, 2 In a kingdom by the sea, 3That a maiden there lived whom you may know 4 By the name of Annabel Lee;-- 5And this maiden she lived with no other thought 6 Than to love and be loved by me. 7I was a child and she was a child, 8 In this kingdom by the sea; 9But we loved with a love that was more than love-- 10 I and my Annabel Lee-- 11With a love that the wing├ęd seraphs in Heaven 12 Coveted her and me. 13And this was the reason that, long ago, 14 In this kingdom by the sea, 15A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling 16 My beautiful Annabel Lee; 17So that her high-born kinsmen came 18 And bore her away from me, 19To shut her up in a sepulchre, 20 In this kingdom by the sea. 21The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, 22 Went envying her and me-- 23Yes!--that was the reason (as all men know, 24 In this kingdom by the sea) 25That the wind came out of the cloud by night, 26 Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. 27But our love it was stronger by far than the love 28 Of those who were older than we-- 29 Of many far wiser than we-- 30And neither the angels in Heaven above, 31 Nor the demons down under the sea, 32Can ever dissever my soul from the soul 33 Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:-- 34For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams 35 Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; 36And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes 37 Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:-- 38And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side 39Of my darling--my darling--my life and my bride, 40 In her sepulchre there by the sea-- 41 In her tomb by the sounding sea.

February 2008

A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe

A Dream Within A Dream Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand- How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep- while I weep! O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream? Edgar Allan Poe Read poems about / on: dream, kiss, hope, god, night