Edgar Allen Poe
Born January 19, 1809 in Boston, Massachusetts
Died on October 7, 1849 in Baltimore, Maryland
Edgar Allen Poe is best known for being a dark mystical poet. He also wrote Science fiction. He was the second child in his family, his parents were actors. His father abandoned them, the next year his mother died. He tried to make a living off of writing only, he was the first well known American writer to do that. The way he died is still unknown.
Edgar Allen Poe lost many people in his life, this motivated him to be better. He received an award from the Baltimore Saturday Visitor for one of his short stories. He became the assistant director of the periodical in August 1835. Poe is buried in Baltimore, Maryland. A museum in Richmond, Maryland was dedicated to him.
The Lake By Edgar Allen Poe
In spring of youth it was my lot
To haunt of the wide world a spot
The which I could not love the less-
So lovely was the loneliness
Of a wild lake, with black rock bound,
And the tall pines that towered around.
But when the Night had thrown her pall
Upon that spot, as upon all,
And the mystic wind went by
Murmuring in melody-
Then- ah then I would awake
To the terror of the lone lake.
Yet that terror was not fright,
But a tremulous delight-
A feeling not the jewelled mine
Could teach or bribe me to define-
Nor Love- although the Love were thine.
Death was in that poisonous wave,
And in its gulf a fitting grave
For him who thence could solace bring
To his lone imagining-
Whose solitary soul could make
An Eden of that dim lake.