Edgar Allan Poe idézet

Edgar Allan Poe amerikai költő, novellista, szerkesztő és kritikus volt, a romantika korának egyik legfontosabb szerzője. A leginkább misztikus, hátborzongató történetei révén ismert Poe az első amerikai novellisták egyike volt, emellett őt tartják a detektívregény „feltalálójának” is. Ezen kívül a korban újnak számító sci-fi területén is alkotott. Az első közismert amerikai író volt, aki pusztán az írásból akart megélni; emiatt szinte egész életében anyagi gondokkal küzdött.Edgar Poe néven született a massachusettsi Bostonban. Szülei halála után a richmondi John és Frances Allan nevelte, bár hivatalosan sosem fogadták örökbe. A Virginiai Egyetemen töltött egy év és a katonai pályára tett kísérlet után Poe és az Allan család eltávolodott egymástól. Írói pályája szerényen kezdődött: a Tamerlane and Other Poems című kötete 1827-ben név nélkül, „egy bostoni” aláírással jelent meg.

Poe ezután a próza felé fordult. Az elkövetkező néhány évben irodalmi újságok és folyóiratok munkatársa volt, és egyéni stílusú kritikáiról vált ismertté. Munkája miatt gyakran ingázott Baltimore, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania és New York között. 1835-ben feleségül vette unokatestvérét, az akkor 13 éves Virginia Eliza Clemmet. 1845 januárjában jelent meg A holló című verse, ami azonnali sikert aratott. 1847-ben felesége tuberkulózisban meghalt. Poe The Penn címen saját lap indítását tervezte, de még azelőtt meghalt, hogy az első szám megjelenhetett volna. Poe 1849. október 7-én, Baltimore-ban halt meg. Halálának pontos oka még ma is ismeretlen. Többen gyanakodtak idült alkoholizmusra, agyrázkódásra, kolerára, kábítószerekre, szívrohamra, veszettségre, tuberkulózisra, de öngyilkosságra is.Poe munkássága az egész világirodalomra hatással volt, de közvetetten olyan tudományokat is befolyásolt, mint a kozmológia és a kriptográfia. Emellett Poe és művei a kortárs irodalomban, zenében és filmekben is gyakran felbukkannak. Több házban, amelyben élt, ma múzeum található. Wikipedia  

✵ 19. január 1809 – 7. október 1849
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Edgar Allan Poe: Idézetek angolul

“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”

Letter http://www.eapoe.org/works/letters/p4801040.htm to George W. Eveleth, Jan. 4, 1848.

“From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were — I have not seen
As others saw —”

" Alone http://gothlupin.tripod.com/valone.html", l. 1-8 (written 1829, published 1875).
Kontextus: 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 lov'd alone

“All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.”

Edgar Allan Poe könyv A Dream Within a Dream

"A Dream Within a Dream" (1849).
Kontextus: 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 the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

“Beauty is the sole legitimate province of the poem.”

Edgar Allan Poe könyv The Philosophy of Composition

"The Philosophy of Composition" (published 1846).

“Man is an animal that diddles, and there is no animal that diddles but man.”

" Diddling: Considered As One Of The Exact Sciences http://www.classicreader.com/read.php/sid.6/bookid.1390/"; first published as "Raising the Wind" in Saturday Courier (1843-10-14).

“Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.”

Edgar Allan Poe könyv The System of Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether

"The System of Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether" (1845)

“You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;”

Edgar Allan Poe könyv A Dream Within a Dream

"A Dream Within a Dream" (1849).
Kontextus: 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 the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

“I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love —
I and my Annabel Lee —”

Edgar Allan Poe Annabel Lee

St. 2.
Annabel Lee (1849)
Kontextus: I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love —
I and my Annabel Lee —
With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven
Coveted her and me.

“It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee; —”

Edgar Allan Poe Annabel Lee

St. 1.
Annabel Lee (1849)
Kontextus: It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden 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 loved by me.

“Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,”

Edgar Allan Poe The Raven

Stanza 1.
The Raven (1844)
Kontextus: Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

“And now have I not told you that what you mistake for madness is but over-acuteness of the senses?”

Edgar Allan Poe könyv The Tell-Tale Heart

The Tell-Tale Heart (1843)
Kontextus: And now have I not told you that what you mistake for madness is but over-acuteness of the senses? -- now, I say, there came to my ears a low, dull, quick sound, such as a watch makes when enveloped in cotton. I knew that sound too. It was the beating of the old man's heart. It increased my fury, as the beating of a drum stimulates the soldier into courage.

“If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.”

Marginalia http://www.easylit.com/poe/comtext/prose/margin.shtml (November 1844)
Változat: If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.

“Sleep. Those little slices of death. How I loathe them.”

Various forms of this quote are attributed to Poe, primarily by a title card in the movie A Nightmare on Elm Street 3, though there is no record of his having ever said it.
Misattributed

“Years of love have been forgot
In the hatred of a minute.”

To M——— (1829), reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

“By a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only,”

"Dreamland", st. 1 (1845).
Kontextus: 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 weird clime that lieth, sublime,
Out of SPACE — out of TIME.

“Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece
And the grandeur that was Rome.”

"To Helen", st. 1-2 (1831).
Kontextus: p>Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary, wayworn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece
And the grandeur that was Rome.</p

“Thy grace, thy more than beauty,
Shall be an endless theme of praise,
And love — a simple duty.”

" To Frances S. Osgood http://www.readbookonline.net/readOnLine/595/" (1845).
Kontextus: Thou wouldst be loved? — then let thy heart
From its present pathway part not!
Being everything which now thou art,
Be nothing which thou art not.
So with the world thy gentle ways,
Thy grace, thy more than beauty,
Shall be an endless theme of praise,
And love — a simple duty.

“Thou wast that all to me, love,
For which my soul did pine —”

Edgar Allan Poe könyv To One in Paradise

"To One in Paradise", st. 1 (1834).
Kontextus: Thou wast that all to me, love,
For which my soul did pine —
A green isle in the sea, love,
A fountain and a shrine,
All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,
And all the flowers were mine.