Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Impromptu - To Kate Carol
When from your gems of thought I turnTo those pure orbs, your heart to learn,I scarce know which to prize most high —The bright i-dea, or the bright..
© Edgar Allan Poe
The Bells - A Collaboration
The bells! — ah, the bells!The little silver bells!How fairy-like a melody there floatsFrom their throats. —From their merry little throats —From the..
© Edgar Allan Poe
The Divine Right Of Kings
The only king by right divineIs Ellen King, and were she mineI'd strive for liberty no more,But hug the glorious chains I wore.Her bosom is an ivory..
© Edgar Allan Poe
To M--
O! I care not that my earthly lotHath little of Earth in it,That years of love have been forgotIn the fever of a minute:I heed not that the..
© Edgar Allan Poe
Stanzas
How often we forget all time, when loneAdmiring Nature's universal throne;Her woods- her wilds- her mountains- the intenseReply of HERS to OUR..
© Edgar Allan Poe
To -- --
Not long ago, the writer of these lines,In the mad pride of intellectuality,Maintained "the power of words"- denied that everA thought arose within..
© Edgar Allan Poe
To M.L.S.
Of all who hail thy presence as the morning-Of all to whom thine absence is the night-The blotting utterly from out high heavenThe sacred sun- of all..
© Edgar Allan Poe
To --
The bowers whereat, in dreams, I seeThe wantonest singing birds,Are lips- and all thy melodyOf lip-begotten words-Thine eyes, in Heaven of heart..
© Edgar Allan Poe
To F--S S. O--D
Thou wouldst be loved?- then let thy heartFrom its present pathway part not!Being everything which now thou art,Be nothing which thou art not.So with..
© Edgar Allan Poe
Sonnet- To Zante
Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers,Thy gentlest of all gentle names dost take!How many memories of what radiant hoursAt sight of thee..
© Edgar Allan Poe
To F--
Beloved! amid the earnest woesThat crowd around my earthly path-(Drear path, alas! where growsNot even one lonely rose)-My soul at least a solace..
© Edgar Allan Poe
In Youth I Have Known One
How often we forget all time, when loneAdmiring Nature's universal throne;Her woods - her winds - her mountains - the intenseReply of Hers to Our..
© Edgar Allan Poe
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 outA full-orbed moon, that, like thine..
© Edgar Allan Poe
Israfel
In Heaven a spirit doth dwell"Whose heart-strings are a lute";None sing so wildly wellAs the angel Israfel,And the giddy stars (so legends..
© Edgar Allan Poe
The Forest Reverie
'Tis said that whenThe hands of menTamed this primeval wood,And hoary trees with groans of woe,Like warriors by an unknown foe,Were in their strength..
© Edgar Allan Poe
To One Departed
Seraph! thy memory is to meLike some enchanted far-off isleIn some tumultuous sea -Some ocean vexed as it may beWith storms; but where..
© Edgar Allan Poe
Sancta Maria
Sancta Maria! turn thine eyes -Upon the sinner's sacrifice,Of fervent prayer and humble love,From thy holy throne above.At morn - at noon - at..
© Edgar Allan Poe
Song
I saw thee on thy bridal day-When a burning blush came o'er thee,Though happiness around thee lay,The world all love before thee:And in thine eye a..
© Edgar Allan Poe
Hymn To Aristogeiton And Harmodius
Wreathed in myrtle, my sword I'll concealLike those champions devoted and brave,When they plunged in the tyrant their steel,And to Athens deliverance..
© Edgar Allan Poe
Epigram For Wall Street
I'll tell you a plan for gaining wealth,Better than banking, trade or leases —Take a bank note and fold it up,And then you will find your money in..
© Edgar Allan Poe
In The Greenest Of Our Valleys
I.In the greenest of our valleys,By good angels tenanted,Once fair and stately palace --Radiant palace --reared its head.In the monarch Thought's..
© Edgar Allan Poe
Sonnet- To Science
Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art!Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes.Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart,Vulture, whose..
© Edgar Allan Poe
Hymn
At morn- at noon- at twilight dim-Maria! thou hast heard my hymn!In joy and woe- in good and ill-Mother of God, be with me still!When the hours flew..
© Edgar Allan Poe
Serenade
So sweet the hour, so calm the time,I feel it more than half a crime,When Nature sleeps and stars are mute,To mar the silence ev'n with lute.At rest..
© Edgar Allan Poe
To -- -- --. Ulalume: A Ballad
The skies they were ashen and sober;The leaves they were crisped and sere-The leaves they were withering and sere;It was night in the lonesome..
© Edgar Allan Poe