Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Lenore Comments

Rating: 4.2

Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!
Let the bell toll!- a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river;
And, Guy de Vere, hast thou no tear?- weep now or nevermore!
See! on yon drear and rigid bier low lies thy love, Lenore!
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Edgar Allan Poe
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Jordanyo 08 April 2019

This poem is amazing. I love it

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* Sunprincess * 10 August 2015

.........very nice with excellent imagery ★ But waft the angel on her flight with a Paean of old days!

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Ah! So beautifully sad...As was Edgar Allan Poes real life of romance....One of my fav poems, this be! ~FjR~

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Vincent Belak 28 January 2015

This is a sad poem that leads to the raven. I have no doubt.

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Stefan Aleksic 21 October 2012

This is one of the greatest poems i've ever read in my life

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Zoe Wallace 12 June 2010

My middle name is Lenore, named after his poem, 'The Raven'. I found this poem a few months ago and memorized it right away. It's so pretty! ! <3

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Stacey M 07 September 2008

It is true that many of his poems are said to be inspired by his wife's death of TB at 24 yrs old. However her name was Virginia. (she was also his cousin, by the way)

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Sakura Tomoko 10 August 2008

Lenore was the name given to his wife who died from TB. She is referred to in the Raven by 'Whom the angels name, Lenore' (nameless here forever more) He also wrote Anabel Lee about her.

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Ripper Moore 04 April 2008

Many poems can have meanings which, perhaps, the author did not intend. Poe depicts someone (himself?) attempting to deal with the grief inherent in the loss of a loved one, especially the tragedy of a youthful demise. To me, however, this poem is a reminder that the process and ceremony of a funeral is not for the benefit of the deceased, it is for the living, the ones left behind, who must continue to live, and come to terms with the fact that someone who was a part of their life is now gone. Whether we weep or rage or celebrate, or all of them in turn, like in this poem, the funeral gives us the opportunity and venue.

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