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Biography:

Born on January 19 1809 in Boston
Parents died before he was three

Poe's brother William died young

His sister Rosalie become later insane
Adopted by John and Frances Allan
!n 1820 attended University of Virginia to study Latin
A few years later he was unable to pay off some gambling debts and joined the military
In 1827 he wrote "Dreams" and published "Tamerlane and other poems"
1831 Poe moved in with his aunt Maria Clemm and marries Virginia eliza Clemm 4 years later
A year later they move to New York
1840 Poe publishes "Tales of the Grotesque and Arabesque" which included "Bon Bon" and "Pest King"
"The Murders in the Rue Morgue" gets published in 1841
His most famous poem "The Raven" and others like "Eulalie" and "To Helen" gets published in 1845
Virginia dies in 1847
1849 poe was found on the side of the street unconscious and later died on October 7

"A Dream"
In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed--
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.

Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?

That holy dream--that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam,
A lonely spirit guiding.

What though that light, thro' storm and night,
So trembled from afar--
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth's day star?

I think it is interesting because he says in his dreams he is happy but in life he is miserable

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"Alone"
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were---I have not seen
As others saw---I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I lov'd, I loved alone.
Then---in my childhood---in the dawn
Of a most stormy life---was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold---
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by---
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.


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"Evening Star"
'Twas noontide of summer,
And midtime of night,
And stars, in their orbits,
Shone pale, through the light
Of the brighter, cold moon.
'Mid planets her slaves,
Herself in the Heavens,
Her beam on the waves.
I gazed awhile
On her cold smile;
Too cold--too cold for me--
There passed, as a shroud,
A fleecy cloud,
And I turned away to thee,
Proud Evening Star,
In thy glory afar
And dearer thy beam shall be;
For joy to my heart
Is the proud part
Thou bearest in Heaven at night,
And more I admire
Thy distant fire,
Than that colder, lowly light.


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Bibliogrphy:
http://www.online-literature.com/poe/
http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/eapoe.htm
http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/130
"The Importance of Edgar Allan Poe" by Rafael Tilton
"Edgar Allan Poe" by Milton Meltzer