spikesgirl58 (spikesgirl58) wrote,

We still miss you, Edgar!

One hundred and sixty nine years have passed since we lost this literary genius. He gifted us with so many visionary tales, not just the gothic horror tales and poems we know and love, but also satires and comedies. Many of these works are now on the web and if you haven't ventured into some of the other pieces he wrote, you are limiting yourself. You can check out the list here.

Until then,

Spirits of the Dead
By Edgar Allan Poe

Thy soul shall find itself alone
’Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone—
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy.


Be silent in that solitude,
Which is not loneliness—for then
The spirits of the dead who stood
In life before thee are again
In death around thee—and their will
Shall overshadow thee: be still.


The night, tho’ clear, shall frown—
And the stars shall look not down
From their high thrones in the heaven,
With light like Hope to mortals given—
But their red orbs, without beam,
To thy weariness shall seem
As a burning and a fever
Which would cling to thee for ever.


Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish,
Now are visions ne’er to vanish;
From thy spirit shall they pass
No more—like dew-drop from the grass.


The breeze—the breath of God—is still—
And the mist upon the hill,
Shadowy—shadowy—yet unbroken,
Is a symbol and a token—
How it hangs upon the trees,
A mystery of mysteries!

Source - The Complete Poems and Stories of Edgar Allan Poe (1946)
Tags: edgar allan poe
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