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We turn not older with years, but newer every day.
Although not confirmed, many people believe Edgar Allan Poe to be the writer of this poem. O, Times! O, Manners! It is my opinion That you are changing sadly your dominion — I mean the reign of manners hath long…
By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule— From a wild weird clime that…
You’ll know Her — by Her Foot — The smallest Gamboge Hand With Fingers — where the Toes should be — Would more affront the Sand — Than this Quaint Creature’s Boot — Adjusted by a Stern — Without a…
Who abdicated Ambush And went the way of Dusk, And now against his subtle Name There stands an Asterisk As confident of him as we — Impregnable we are — The whole of Immortality Secreted in a Star.
Which is best? Heaven — Or only Heaven to come With that old Codicil of Doubt? I cannot help esteem The “Bird within the Hand” Superior to the one The “Bush” may yield me Or may not Too late to…
When Continents expire The Giants they discarded — are Promoted to Endure —
Upon the gallows hung a wretch, Too sullied for the hell To which the law entitled him. As nature’s curtain fell The one who bore him tottered in , — For this was woman’s son. “‘Twere all I had,” she…
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
To his simplicity To die — was little Fate — If Duty live — contented But her Confederate.
To her derided Home A Weed of Summer came — She did not know her station low Nor Ignominy’s Name — Bestowed a summer long Upon a frameless flower — Then swept as lightly from disdain As Lady from her…