Edgar Allan Poe being realz.
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?

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Eddie probably would not like emailing in a tumblr post. But maybe he’d do it to see if connectivity is possible.

I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.
Edgar Allan Poe

Eddie “reciting” The Raven in an appropriately creepy way.

Here is where students need to rationalize their web page choice. What should be the parameters for submission? Facts? Aesthetics? Themes connected to Romanticism?

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
Edgar Allan Poe
in searching for gothic lit images, i found some people think J.S. Foer is the new gothic movement. weird.

in searching for gothic lit images, i found some people think J.S. Foer is the new gothic movement. weird.