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Erzähler, Lyriker, Literaturkritiker, "Der Rabe", "Der Untergang des Hauses Usher", prägte entscheidend die Genres "Kriminalliteratur" und "Science Fiction" (USA, 1809 - 1849).

Edgar Allan Poe · Geburtsdatum · Sterbedatum

Edgar Allan Poe wäre heute 215 Jahre, 7 Monate, 29 Tage oder 78.769 Tage alt.

Geboren am 19.01.1809 in Boston
Gestorben am 07.10.1849 in Baltimore
Sternzeichen: ♑ Steinbock

• Eagerly I wished the morrow, - vainly had I sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow-sorrow for the lost Lenore - For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore - Nameless here for evermore.

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• From childhood's hour I have not been / As others were-I have not seen / As others saw.

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• Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, wayworn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home, To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.

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• I don't suffer from insanity but enjoy every minute of it.

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• I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea; But we loved with a love which was more than love- I and my Annabel Lee.

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• I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.

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• If you wish to forget something on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.

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• It may well be doubted whether human ingenuity can construct an enigma of the kind which human ingenuity may not, by proper application, resolve.

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• Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells.

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• Man's real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so.

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• Once upon a midnight dreary, whileI 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.

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• One half of the pleasure experienced at a theatre arises from the spectator's sympathy with the rest of the audience, and, especially from his belief in their sympathy with him.

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• Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.

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• Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.

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• Sleep, those little slices of death, how I Ioathe them.

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• Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door! Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore'.
  • Paul Catty spricht . . .

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• That pleasure which is at once the most pure, the most elevating and the most intense, is derived, I maintain, from the contemplation of the beautiful.

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• The fever called 'Living' Is conquered at last.

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• The skies they were ashen and sober; the leaves they were crisped and sere.

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• The world is a great ocean, upon which we encounter more tempestuous storms than calms.

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