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Jan 18, 2025 | 
theimaginativeconservative.org | Edgar Allan Poe
There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told. Men die nightly in their beds, wringing the hands of ghostly confessors, and looking them piteously in the eyes –die with despair of heart and convulsion of throat, on account of the hideousness of mysteries which will not suffer themselves to be revealed. Now and then, alas, the conscience of man takes up a burthen so heavy in horror that it can be thrown down only into the grave. Ce grand malheur, de ne pouvoir être seul.
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Jan 12, 2025 | 
freerepublic.com | Edgar Allan Poe
Free RepublicBrowse · SearchGeneral/ChatTopics · Post ArticleSkip to comments. A Dream Within A Dream1849 | Edgar Allan PoePosted on by Jeff ChandlerFrom: A Dream Within a Dream By Edgar Allan PoeI stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand — How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep — while I weep! O God! Can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave?
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Nov 9, 2024 | 
semananews.com | Sam Rajan |Mary Shelley |Edgar Allan Poe |Emily Bronte |Emily Brontë
Gothic books and short stories are an important part of literary history, and several are defining titles in the genre. The term is often vague, but at its core, gothic stories spark fear in a reader. However, this doesn’t necessarily mean horror, either. A lot of terrifying books that aren’t classified as horror come under gothic because of their haunting themes. Gothic narratives can be identified in several ways.
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Oct 30, 2024 | 
webbweekly.com | Edgar Allan Poe
By Edgar Allan PoeOnce 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. “’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—Only this and nothing more.”Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
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Sep 9, 2024 | 
dailydead.com | Edgar Allan Poe |Jonathan James
TREASURE TRACKERS: "Treasure Trackers follows California surfer Leah who must relocate to the small town of Carterville, where she bands together fellow misfits Marshy and Tessa to track down the town’s mythic treasure.
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Jun 21, 2024 | 
fabula.org | Edgar Allan Poe
Edgar Allan PoeDouble assassinat dans la rue Morgue !Edgar Allan Poe en traduction françaiseEdition scientifique de Karl Philipp EllerbrockCette édition permet de comparer The Murders in the Rue Morgue d’Edgar Allan Poe (1841), texte fondateur du roman policier moderne, à la célèbre traduction de Charles Baudelaire et aux autres traductions françaises contemporaines, qui sont autant d’interprétations de l’œuvre originale. Table des matières…
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May 28, 2024 | 
poetryfoundation.org | Callie Siskel |Virginia Konchan |Edgar Allan Poe
Heavy and constricting is the specter of death. Though its monuments in literature are often haunted by a procession of literal ghosts, these presences also materialize in protagonists’ memories. Both approaches reflect humanity’s inability to move beyond trauma or grievance. The cessation of the body in exchange for a spirit effectively forces a bait-and-switch, with the physical act of dying supplanted by the active forces of a person’s attempt to comprehend it.
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May 15, 2024 | 
fabula.org | Edgar Allan Poe
Edgar Allan Poe explore dans ces deux recueils la veine humoristique et le rire grinçant sans se départir de son goût pour l’étrange. Même lorsqu’il s’inspire de faits divers, il brouille avec virtuosité les frontières entre réalité et fiction. Il s’affirme ici comme « l'écrivain des nerfs » admiré par Baudelaire.
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Apr 27, 2024 | 
poetryfoundation.org | Edgar Allan Poe
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 wings are dull realities? How should he love thee? or how deem thee wise, Who wouldst not leave him in his wandering To seek for treasure in the jewelled skies, Albeit he soared with an undaunted wing? Hast thou not dragged Diana from her car, And driven the Hamadryad from the wood To seek a shelter in some happier star?
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Apr 19, 2024 | 
theimaginativeconservative.org | Edgar Allan Poe
Between ingenuity and the analytic ability there exists a difference far greater, indeed, than that between the fancy and the imagination, but of a character very strictly analogous. It will found, in fact, that the ingenious are always fanciful, and the truly imaginative never otherwise than analytic. What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, although puzzling questions are not beyond all conjecture. –SIR THOMAS BROWNE, Urn-Burial.
