Berenice — A Tale. Misery is manifold. The wretchedness of earth is multiform. Overreaching the wide horizon like the rainbow, its hues are as various as the hues of that...
To Helen Helen, thy beauty is to meLike those Nicean barks of yore,That gently, o’er a perfum’d sea,The weary way-worn wanderer boreTo his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont...
A Tale of the Ragged Mountains During the fall of the year 1827, while residing near Charlottesville in Virginia, I casually made the acquaintance of a Mr. Augustus Bedloe. This...
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 oversprinkleAll...
Morella — A Tale Auto kath’ auto meth’ auton, mono eides aei ou.Itself — alone by itself — eternally one and single. –Plato, Sympos. With a feeling of deep but most singular...
Hear “Ulalume” read aloud. Ulalume — A Ballad The skies they were ashen and sober;The leaves they were crispéd and sere —The leaves they were withering and sere:It was night...
The Fall of the House of Usher Son cœur est un luth suspendu; Sitôt qu’on le touche il rèsonne. De Béranger. During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless...
Hear “The Masque of the Red Death” read aloud. The Masque of the Red Death The “Red Death” had long devastated the country. No pestilence had been ever so fatal...
Hear “Annabel Lee” read aloud. Annabel Lee It was many and many a year ago,In a kingdom by the sea,That a maiden there lived whom you may knowBy the name...
