Poe at the BPL

This past Sunday Tom and I went to see the exhibit of Edgar Allan Poe documents at the Boston Public Library. They have a display of letters between Poe and other writers from his days as a literary critic, and we got a tour of the exhibit and learned about Poe’s feud with other writers of the time – especially Longfellow. It was really interesting, and included a collection of Poe-inspired buttons, bobble-head dolls, and comics of his bloodier stories.

Check out my recent guest blog post. This blog is amazing: http://caseylmccormick.blogspot.com/2010/02/guest-blogger-alisa-libby-what-inspires.html.

And to end this post, one of my favorite poems:

“Annabel Lee”
Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love –
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me –
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud one night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we –
Of many far wiser than we –
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling -my darling -my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea –
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

[Poem pulled from this site: http://www.online-literature.com/poe/576/]

Published in: on February 23, 2010 at 7:36 pm  Comments (1)  

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  1. My mother-in-law recently died and that was the poem read at the funeral by her husband. There wasn’t a dry eye in the chapel. It’s a gorgeous, haunting poem.

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