Poetry By Edgar Allan Poe

Poetry By Edgar Allan Poe

This article lists all known poems by American author and critic Edgar Allan Poe (January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849), listed alphabetically with the date of their authorship in parentheses.

Read more about Poetry By Edgar Allan Poe:  An Acrostic (1829), Al Aaraaf (1829), Alone (1829), Annabel Lee (1849), The Bells (1848), Beloved Physician (1847), Bridal Ballad (1837), The City in The Sea (1831), The Coliseum (1833), The Conqueror Worm (1843), Deep in Earth (1847), The Divine Right of Kings (1845), A Dream (1827), A Dream Within A Dream (1849), Dream-Land (1844), Eldorado (1848), Elizabeth (1829), Enigma (1833), An Enigma (1848), Epigram For Wall Street (1845), Eulalie (1843), Evangeline (1848), Evening Star (1827), Fairy-Land (1829), Fanny (1833), For Annie (1849), The Happiest Day (1827), Hymn (1835), Imitation (1827), Impromptu. To Kate Carol (1845), Israfel (1831), The Lake (1827), Lines On Ale (1848), Lines On Joe Locke, O, Tempora! O, Mores! (1825?), A Pæan (1831), Poetry (1824), Romance (1829), Serenade (1833), Silence (1839), The Sleeper (1831), Song (1827), Sonnet — To Science (1829), Sonnet — To Zante (1837), Spirits of The Dead (1827), Spiritual Song (1836), Stanzas (1827), To —— (1829), To —— (1833), To —— —— (1829), To F—— (1845), To F——s S. O——d (1835 / 1845), To Helen (1848), To Isaac Lea (1829), To M—— (1828), To M. L. S—— (1847), To Margaret (1827), To Marie Louise (1847), To Miss Louise Olivia Hunter (1847), To My Mother (1849), To Octavia (1827), To One in Paradise (1833), To The River —— (1828), A Valentine (1846), The Valley of Unrest (1831), See Also

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    The best chess-player in Christendom may be little more than the best player of chess; but proficiency in whist implies capacity for success in all these more important undertakings where mind struggles with mind.
    Edgar Allan Poe (1809–1845)

    Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
    Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
    While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
    As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
    —Edgar Allan Poe (1809–1845)

    Poetry is essentially the antithesis of Metaphysics: Metaphysics purge the mind of the senses and cultivate the disembodiment of the spiritual; Poetry is all passionate and feeling and animates the inanimate; Metaphysics are most perfect when concerned with universals; Poetry, when most concerned with particulars.
    Samuel Beckett (1906–1989)

    That’s life. Whichever way you turn, fate sticks out a foot to trip you.
    Martin Goldsmith, and Edgar G. Ulmer. Al Roberts (Tom Neal)

    Lo! Death has reared himself a throne
    In a strange city lying alone
    Far down within the dim West,
    Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
    Have gone to their eternal rest.
    —Edgar Allan Poe (1809–1849)

    Tell a scoundrel, three or four times a day, that he is the pink of probity, and you make him at least the perfection of “respectability” in good earnest. On the other hand, accuse an honorable man, too petinaciously, of being a villain, and you fill him with a perverse ambition to show you that you are not altogether in the wrong.
    —Edgar Allan Poe (1809–1849)