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Edgar Allan Poe
January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849
Poetry Listing
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Please Note: This list is not comprehensive, but is an ongoing work of the love of poetry.
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| | Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads | | 1: | A Dream | In visions of the dark night | 1837 | | 1407 | | 2: | A Dream Within A Dream | Take this kiss upon the brow! | | | 1211 | | 3: | A Dream Within A Dream | Take this kiss upon the brow! | | | 1188 | | 4: | A Paean | How shall the burial rite be read? | | | 996 | | 5: | A Valentine | For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes, | | | 1272 | | 6: | Al Aaraaf | O! nothing earthly save the ray | | | 1060 | | 7: | Al Aaraaf: Part 01 | O! nothing earthly save the ray | | | 1064 | | 8: | Al Aaraaf: Part 2 | High on a mountain of enamell'd head, | | | 1011 | | 9: | Alone | From childhood’s hour I have not been | | | 1283 | | 10: | An Acrostic | Elizabeth it is in vain you say | | | 870 | | 11: | An Enigma | Seldom we find," says Solomon Don Dunce, | | | 1220 | | 12: | Annabel Lee | It was many and many a year ago, | | | 1317 | | 13: | Bridal Ballad | The ring is on my hand, | | | 961 | | 14: | Dreamland | By a route obscure and lonely, | | | 1095 | | 15: | Dreams | Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream! | | | 1322 | | 16: | Eldorado | Gaily bedight, | | | 951 | | 17: | Elizabeth | Elizabeth, it surely is most fit | | | 899 | | 18: | Epigram For Wall Street | I'll tell you a plan for gaining wealth, | | | 851 | | 19: | Eulalie | I dwelt alone | | | 791 | | 20: | Eureka - A Prose Poem (An Essay On The Material And Spiritual Universe) | It is with humility really unassumed, it is with a sentiment even of awe, | | | 806 | | 21: | Evening Star | Twas noontide of summer, | | | 1105 | | 22: | Fairyland | Dim vales- and shadowy floods, | | | 978 | | 23: | For Annie | Thank Heaven! the crisis, | | | 824 | | 24: | Hymn | At morn, at noon, at twilight dim, | | | 973 | | 25: | Hymn To Aristogeiton And Harmodius | Wreathed in myrtle, my sword I’ll conceal, | | | 787 | | 26: | Imitation | A dark unfathomed tide | | | 1269 | | 27: | Impromptu - To Kate Carol | When from your gems of thought I turn | | | 817 | | 28: | In The Greenest Of The Valleys | In the greenest of our valleys, | | | 1085 | | 29: | In Youth I Have Known One | In youth I have known one with whom the Earth | | | 793 | | 30: | Israfel | In Heaven a spirit doth dwell | | | 828 | | 31: | Lenore | Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever! | | | 907 | | 32: | Old English Poetry (Essay) | By the murmur of a spring, | | | 778 | | 33: | Romance | Romance, who loves to nod and sing, | | | 988 | | 34: | Sancta Maria | Sancta Maria! turn thine eyes, | | | 890 | | 35: | Scenes From "Politian." An Unpublished Drama. | Oh, I'm the happiest, happiest man in Rome! | | 734 | 665 | | 36: | Scenes From 'Politian.' (An Unpublished Drama) | ROME., A Hall in a Palace. ALESSANDRA and CASTIGLIONE | | | 781 | | 37: | Serenade | So sweet the hour, so calm the time, | | | 916 | | 38: | Silence | There are some qualities some incorporate things, | 1840 | | 983 | | 39: | Song | I saw thee on thy bridal day | 1827 | | 849 | | 40: | Sonnet - Silence | There are some qualities, some incorporate things, | | | 841 | | 41: | Sonnet - To Zante | Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers, | | | 879 | | 42: | Sonnet: To Science | Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art! | | | 850 | | 43: | Spirits Of The Dead | Thy soul shall find itself alone | 1837 | | 848 | | 44: | Stanzas | How often we forget all time, when lone | | | 844 | | 45: | Tamerlane | Kind solace in a dying hour! | 1829 | | 848 | | 46: | Tamerlane - Early Version | I have sent for thee, holy friar; | | 410 | 726 | | 47: | The Bells | Hear the sledges with the bells | | | 1012 | | 48: | The Bells - A collaboration | From their throats. | | | 780 | | 49: | The City In The Sea | Lo! Death has reared himself a throne | | | 867 | | 50: | The Coliseum | Type of the antique Rome! Rich reliquary | | | 818 | | 51: | The Conqueror Worm | Lo! 'tis a gala night | 1838 | | 811 | | 52: | The Conversation Of Eiros And Charmion | I will bring fire to thee. | | | 693 | | 53: | The Divine Right Of Kings | The only king by right divine | | | 814 | | 54: | The Forest Reverie | Tis said that when | | | 800 | | 55: | The Happiest Day | The happiest day the happiest hour | 1827 | | 901 | | 56: | The Haunted Palace | In the greenest of our valleys | 1838 | | 952 | | 57: | The Lake | In spring of youth it was my lot | 1827 | | 999 | | 58: | The Lake - Early Version | In youth’s spring, it was my lot | | 22 | 815 | | 59: | The Poetic Principle (Essay) | In speaking of the Poetic Principle, | | | 739 | | 60: | The Power Of Words | Pardon, Agathos, the weakness of a spirit new-fledged with immortality! | | | 1028 | | 61: | The Raven | Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, | | | 1479 | | 62: | The Sleeper | At midnight, in the month of June, | | | 1348 | | 63: | The Valley Of Unrest | Once it smiled a silent dell | | | 1009 | | 64: | The Village Street | In these rapid, restless shadows, | | | 1087 | | 65: | To -- (I) | I heed not that my earthly lot | | | 967 | | 66: | To -- (III) | Not long ago, the writer of these lines, | | | 925 | | 67: | To -- (IV) | The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see | | | 940 | | 68: | To F-- | Beloved! amid the earnest woes | | | 915 | | 69: | To F--s S. O--d | Thou wouldst be loved? then let thy heart | | | 1046 | | 70: | To Frances S. Osgood | Thou wouldst be loved? then let thy heart | | | 990 | | 71: | To Helen | Helen, thy beauty is to me | | | 985 | | 72: | To Helen | Helen, thy beauty is to me | | | 719 | | 73: | To Helen ( II ) | Helen, thy beauty is to me | | | 932 | | 74: | To Helen. | I saw thee once--once only--years ago: | | 66 | 328 | | 75: | To Isadore | Beneath the vine-clad eaves, | | | 863 | | 76: | To M-- | O! I care not that my earthly lot | | | 814 | | 77: | To Marie Louise (Shew) | Of all who hail thy presence as the morning, | | | 756 | | 78: | To Marie Louise (Shew). | Not long ago, the writer of these lines, | | 27 | 604 | | 79: | To My Mother | Because I feel that, in the Heavens above, | 1849 | | 804 | | 80: | To One Departed | Seraph! thy memory is to me | | | 852 | | 81: | To One in Paradise | Thou wast that all to me, love, | 1835 | | 783 | | 82: | To The Lake | In spring of youth it was my lot | | | 827 | | 83: | To The River | Fair river! in thy bright, clear flow | 1829 | | 828 | | 84: | To Zante | Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers, | | | 881 | | 85: | To-- ( II ) | The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see | | | 929 | | 86: | Ulalume | The skies they were ashen and sober; | | | 1021 | | 87: | Visit Of The Dead | Thy soul shall find itself alone | | 28 | 1311 |
About:
Edgar Allan Poe (January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849) was an American poet, short story writer, editor, literary critic, and one of the leaders of the American Romantic Movement.
Best known for his tales of mystery and the macabre, Poe was one of the early American practitioners of the short story and a progenitor of detective fiction and crime fiction.
He is also credited with contributing to the emergent science fiction genre.
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