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THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE VTith Illustrations by EDMUND DULAC NEW ^JB^ YORK GEORGE H. DORAN COMPANY PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA PS 3k 05 fll 1-92-1 CONTENTS THE BELLS .... 13 EULALIE A SONG . .21 ANNABEL LEE . .23 SONNET SILENCE . .27 THE RAVEN .... 29 To ONE IN PARADISE . 41 LENORE . \ .44 DREAMS ..... 48 To HELEN (I saw thee once once only years ago) 51 THE HAUNTED PALACE . 56 A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM . .60 THE CITY IN THE SEA . 62 w 1896657 CONTENTS To F fi . 66 THE SLEEPER . , . v 68 ULALUME . 73 ROMANCE . 80 SONNET TO SCIENCE ... 82 ELDORADO . 83 To M. (O ! I care not that my earthly lot) * 86 THE CONQUEROR WORM ... 88 SONNET To ZANTE ... 91 To M. L. S. .92 To THE RIVER 94 A DREAM . .96 AL AARAAF .... 98 To F s S. O D . .125 BRIDAL BALLAD .... 126 To MY MOTHER .... 129 [vij CONTENTS To HELEN (Helen, thy beauty is to me) . 131 THE LAKE To . 133 THE VALLEY OF UNREST . 135 THE HAPPIEST DAY, THE HAPPIEST HOUR . 137 CATHOLIC HYMN .... 139 To (Not long ago, the writer of these lines) . 140 EVENING STAR . .142 STANZAS . .144 SPIRITS OF THE DEAD . 147 ISRAFEL ..... 150 SONG (I saw thee on thy bridal day) . 154 To (The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see) . 156 FAIRY-LAND .... 157 THE COLISEUM .... 160 DREAMLAND .... 164 [vii] CONTENTS FOR ANNIE .... 168 ALONE . .175 TAMERLANE . .177 [viii] ILLUSTRATIONS THE BELLS . Frontispiece THE BELLS .... 14 THE BELLS 18 ANNABEL LEE . .24 SILENCE ..... 28 THE RAVEN .... 34 To ONE IN PARADISE ... 42 LENORE ..... 46 To HELEN (MRS. WHITMAN) ... 52 THE HAUNTED PALACE ... 56 THE CITY IN THE SEA ... 64 [ix] ILLUSTRATIONS THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE The Bells i. HEAR the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells ! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night ! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, [13] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE The Bells CONTINUED To the tintinabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. II. Hear the mellow wedding bells, Golden bells! What a world of happiness their harmony foretells ! Through the balmy air of night How they ring out their delight ! From the molten golden-notes, And all in tune, What a liquid ditty floats To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats On the moon! Oh, from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony voluminously wells ! [14] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE The Bells CONTINUED How it swells! How it dwells On the Future ! how it tells Of the rapture that impels To the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells ! III. Hear the loud alarum bells Brazen bells! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells! In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright! [15] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE The Bells CONTINUED Too much horrified to speak They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavour. Now now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air ! Yet the ear it fully knows, [16] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE The Bells CONTINUED By the twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows : Yet the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling, And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells Of the bells Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells In the clamour and the clangour of the bells! IV. Hear the tolling of the bells- Iron bells ! [17] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE The Bells CONTINUED What a world of solemn thought their monody compels ! In the silence of the night, How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone ! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan. And the people ah, the people They that dwell up in the steeple, All alone, And who, tolling, tolling, tolling, In that muffled monotone, Feel a glory in so rolling On the human heart a stone They are neither man nor woman They are neither brute nor human They are Ghouls: [18] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE The Bells CONTINUED it is tolls And their king who ; And he rolls, rolls, rolls, Rolls A paean from the bells! And his merry bosom swells With the paean of the bells ! And he dances, and he yells ; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the paean of the bells Of the bells: Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the throbbing of the bells Of the bells, bells, bells To the sobbing of the bells; Keeping time, time, time, THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE The Bells CONTINUED As he knells, knells, knells, In a happy Runic rhyme, To the rolling of the bells Of the bells, bells, bells: To the tolling of the bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells- Bells, bells, bells To the moaning and the groaning of the bells. [20] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE Eulalie A Song I DWELT alone In a world of moan, And my soul was a stagnant tide, Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride. Ah, less less bright The stars of the night Than the eyes of the radiant girl ! And never a flake That the vapour can make With the moon-tints of purple and pearl, Can vie with the modest Eulalie s most unregarded curl [21] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE A Song CONTINUED Can compare with the bright-eyed Eulalie s most humble and careless curl. Now doubt now Pain Come never again, For her soul gives me sigh for sigh, And all day long Shines, bright and strong, Astarte within the sky, While ever to her dear Eulalie upturns her matron eye While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet eye. [22] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE Annabel Lee IT was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know of By the name 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, this the sea In kingdom by ; But we loved with a love which was more than love I Lee and my Annabel ; [23] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE Annabel Lee CONTINUED 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 beautiful Annabel Lee My ; So that her highborn 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, [24] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE Annabel Lee CONTINUED In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by 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 ; [25] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE Annabel Lee CONTINUED And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling my darling my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea. [26] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE Sonnet Silence THERE are some qualities some incorporate things, That have a double life, which thus is made A type of that twin entity which springs From matter and light, evinced in solid and shade. There is a two-fold Silence sea and shore Body and soul. One dwells in lonely places, with Newly grass o ergrown ; some solemn graces, Some human memories and tearful lore, Render him terrorless : his name s "No More." He is the corporate Silence : dread him not ! evil in No power hath he of himself ; But should some urgent fate (untimely lot!) [27] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE Sonnet Silence CONTINUED Bring thee to meet his shadow (nameless elf, That haunteth the lone regions where hath trod No foot of man), commend thyself to God! [28] THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE The Raven 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.