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Dream-Land GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

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...

Fairy-Land GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

Dim vales—and shadowy floods— And cloudy-looking woods, Whose forms we can’t discover For the tears that drip all over Huge moons there wax and wane— Again—again—again— Every moment of the night— Fore...

A Dream Within a Dream GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow— You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore

A Dream GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

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!

Eldorado GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

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

To One in Paradise GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise But to be overcast! A voice from out the Future cries, "On! on!", but o'er the Past (Dim gulf!)

For Annie GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

And so it lies happily, Bathing in many A dream of the truth And the beauty of Annie, Drowned in a bath Of the tresses of Annie.

The Bells GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

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 oversprinkle All the hea...

Ulalume GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crispéd and sere— The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the...

Israfel GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

In Heaven a spirit doth dwell “Whose heart-strings are a lute”; None sing so wildly well As the angel Israfel, And the giddy stars, Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell Of his voice, all mute. Totter...

The Haunted Palace GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

In the greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace— Radiant palace—reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion— It stood there! Never seraph spread a pinion...

The City in the Sea GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

Lo! Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city lying alone Far down within the dim West, Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best Have gone to their eternal rest. There shrines a...

The Sleeper GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon. An opiate vapor, dewy, dim, Exhales from out her golden rim, And, softly dripping, drop by drop, Upon the quiet mountain top, Steals...

The Valley of Unrest GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

Once it smiled a silent dell Where the people did not dwell; They had gone unto the wars, Trusting to the mild-eyed stars, Nightly, from their azure towers, To keep watch above the flowers, In the mid...

The Conqueror Worm GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

Lo! 'tis a gala night Within the lonesome latter years! An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre, to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra breat...

Annabel Lee GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be lo...

Romance GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

Romance, who loves to nod and sing With drowsy head and folded wing Among the green leaves as they shake Far down within some shadowy lake, To me a painted paroquet Hath been—most familiar bird— Taugh...

Alone GAMPOOL, Edgar Allen Poe

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 awak...

Edgar Allan Lou Reed

These are the stories of Edgar Allan Poe Not exactly the boy next door He'll tell you tales of horror Then he'll play with your mind If you haven't heard him You must be deaf or blind.

Edgar Poe Fling

Sand on my feet I feel hollow I feel weak Feel like losing you Do you hear what I feel Fill my empty cups while it’s in use in you Where the sun don’t shine I ain’t feelin’ fine Now light it out Now l...

You're So Dark Arctic Monkeys

Lovecraft Your Edgar Allan Poe You got your unkind of ravens And your murder of crows Catty eyelashes and your Dracula cape Been flashing triple A passes At the cemetery gates Cause you're so dark, babe

Hmm Hmm Hmm Serge Gainsbourg

ça c'est sûr j'suis pas Edgar Allen Poe Manque de pot Car pour c'qui est d'la po- Esie on l'a ou on l'a pas dans la peau J'suis pas non plus Arthur Rimbaud Çui-là y d'vait

"Hope" is the thing with feathers – GAMPOOL

without the words – And never stops – at all – And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard – And sore must be the storm – That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm – I've heard it in the chillest land

Somewhere or Other GAMPOOL

Somewhere or other, may be near or far; Past land and sea, clean out of sight; Beyond the wandering moon, beyond the star That tracks her night by night.

Mirage GAMPOOL

The hope I dreamed of was a dream, Was but a dream; and now I wake, Exceeding comfortless, and worn, and old, For a dream's sake.

Remember GAMPOOL

Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.

Echo GAMPOOL

Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright As sunlight on a stream; Come back in tears, O memory, hope, love of

It was not Death, for I stood up, GAMPOOL

has stopped - And space stares - all around - Or Grisly frosts - first Autumn morns, Repeal the Beating Ground - But most, like Chaos - Stopless - cool - Without a Chance, or spar - Or even a Report of Land

Shut Out GAMPOOL

no loophole great or small Through which my straining eyes might look: So now I sit here quite alone Blinded with tears; nor grieve for that, For nought is left worth looking at Since my delightful land

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