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Edgar Allan Poe

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Edgar Allan Poe Presentation by: Brianna Sohl, Rafiah Anjum, Alicia Rudny The Life and Times of Edgar Allan Poe The Style of the Artist Eldorado Dream-Land
Annabel Lee 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 clime that lieth, sublime,
Out of SPACE- out of TIME.

Bottomless vales and boundless floods,
And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods,
With forms that no man can discover
For the tears that drip all over;
Mountains toppling evermore
Into seas without a shore;
Seas that restlessly aspire,
Surging, unto skies of fire;
Lakes that endlessly outspread
Their lone waters- lone and dead,-
Their still waters- still and chilly
With the snows of the lolling lily.

By the lakes that thus outspread
Their lone waters, lone and dead,-
Their sad waters, sad and chilly
With the snows of the lolling lily,-
By the mountains- near the river
Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,-
By the grey woods,- by the swamp
Where the toad and the newt encamp-
By the dismal tarns and pools
Where dwell the Ghouls,-
By each spot the most unholy-
In each nook most melancholy-
There the traveller meets aghast
Sheeted Memories of the Past-
Shrouded forms that start and sigh
As they pass the wanderer by-
White-robed forms of friends long given,
In agony, to the Earth- and Heaven.

For the heart whose woes are legion
'Tis a peaceful, soothing region-
For the spirit that walks in shadow
'Tis- oh, 'tis an Eldorado!
But the traveller, travelling through it,
May not- dare not openly view it!
Never its mysteries are exposed
To the weak human eye unclosed;
So wills its King, who hath forbid
The uplifting of the fringed lid;
And thus the sad Soul that here passes
Beholds it but through darkened glasses.

By a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only,
Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,
On a black throne reigns upright,
I have wandered home but newly
From this ultimate dim Thule.
Gaily bedight,
A gallant knight,
In sunshine and in shadow,
Had journeyed long,
Singing a song,
In search of Eldorado.

But he grew old-
This knight so bold-
And o'er his heart a shadow
Fell as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado.

And, as his strength
Failed him at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow-
"Shadow," said he,
"Where can it be-
This land of Eldorado?"

"Over the Mountains
Of the Moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
Ride, boldly ride,"
The shade replied-
"If you seek for Eldorado!"
A: It was many and many a year ago,
B: In a kingdom by the sea,
C: That a maiden there lived whom D: you may know
B: By the name of Annabel Lee;
C: And this maiden she lived with no E: other thought
B: 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 highborn kinsman 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 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;
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. Bibliography Poem Hunter. Sept. 2005. Web. 16 Apr. 2010. <http://www.poemhunter.com/poem>.
The Greenwood Encyclopedia of American Poets and Poetry Volume 4: M-R. M-R ed. Vol. 4. Westport: Greenwood, 2006. Print. The Greenwood Encyclopedia of American Poets and Poetry. The Raven and Other Poems. New York: Scholastic, 2000. Print. Edgar Allan Poe had a very specific idea of writing. He emphasized musical side of poetry. Also, he felt that poetry should focus on beauty. He did not want it to focus on virtues, honesty, or morals. Poetry, in his mind, was the perfect landscape for displaying beauty in words. Edgar Allan Poe The poem symbolizes Poe's love for Virginia, his wife who died. Romantic and sad Kingdom by the sea, high-born kinsmen, angels jealous, wind came out of the cloud by night Speaker: Symbolism: Tone: Imagery: Born on January 19,1809. Edgar Allan Poe lived an incredible life driven
by his love for poetry. At the age of 2, Poe's mother, Actress Elizabeth Arnold Poe, Passed away leaving behind three wonderful children and her Husband David Poe who would soon abandon the three kids.
Shortly after the abandonment, Poe and his siblings were separated and sent to different homes . He attended Manor School at Stake Newington and then returned to Virginia and enrolled into The University of Virginia. His studies were brief though due to compiling gambling debts leading him to expulsion from school.
Suddenly Poe decided he wanted to enroll in the army and so he went for it. After 8 months he became Sergeant Major which was no little accomplishment. Change in Poe became noticeable when he was discharged from the army and went to the U.S. Military Academy. Here he began to neglect all of his duties and was soon Court Marshalled.
In 1836 Poe married his 13 year old cousin Virginia Clemn. Soon after their marriage, Virginia lost her life to tuberculosis. When Poe believed he had found himself a new love, he addressed one of his most famous poem "Annabel Lee" to Virginia on one of his favorite topics: the death of a beautiful woman. Although Poe seemed to have found his comfort zone in poetry, he struggled with depression and madness which drove him to write many melancholy poems.
On October 7, 1849 Poe passed away leaving his work and his theory of "Pure Poetry" to soon be recognized by people all over the world. Firgurative language: Wing can't kill someone, Theme: The strong love between Poe and his wife and her Meaning:
Searching for a purpose in life and when he can't find it he asks his
shadow where to look .
Shadow tells him that he needs to go through many obstacles before reaching his purpose.
No matter where you have come or how far you've come, you really have to find your purpose in life yourself.



Relates to obstacles in his
life such as getting over Virginia
and possibly where to go and what
to do when he was trying to become sober. Edgar Allan Poe is
the speaker. Over the mountains
of the Moon was
referring to the obstacles
and hardhips he needs
to overcome to reach his
Eldorado. Eldorado is just
another name for
happiness or a purpose
in life. Pictures courtesy of Google Images. Speaker seems anxious to look for their Eldorado. Speaker:
Edgar Allan Poe. There is not truly a lesson in this poem. It could be an insight to what Poe may have dreamed about. Possibly, it even described how he viewed life; gloomy and dark. Theme: Style: The poem had a lot of description, and had an almost constant rhyming pattern. "O! it is an Eldorado!"
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