Edgar Allan Poe Quotes

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.

A dark unfathom'd tide Should my early life seem.

O, human love! thou spirit given,On Earth, of all we hope in Heaven!

The happiest day — the happiest hourI feel hath flown.

Years of love have been forgotIn the hatred of a minute.

From childhood's hour I have not beenAnd all I lov'd — I lov'd alone —

And the cloud that took the formOf a demon in my view.

Hast thou not torn the Naiad from her flood,The summer dream beneath the tamarind tree?