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13 August 2005 @ 07:58 pm
Edgar Allan Poe  

*-* hize un quiz!! y ..  salio que soy :

 You are a "raven" good student of Poe. Keep up the good work.

*-* que bueno!

bueno estem...  despues de leer un rapido articulo de su vida... jejejeje es que para las fechas no soy buena!

 ok esta es la parte que mas me gusta del poema " The Raven" 

......."Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!- prophet still, if bird or devil!-
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-
On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore-
Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil- prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore-
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting-
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted- nevermore!

 

uhm ... la parte que me gusta de Annabel Lee!

......

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
    Went envying her and me —
Yes! — that was the reason (as all men know,
    In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
    Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
    Of those who were older than we —
    Of many far wiser than we —
And neither the angels in Heaven above,
    Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: —

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: —
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride,
    In her sepulchre there by the sea —
    In her tomb by the sounding sea.

 

P.D. Gracias a Miss Susan que nos leyó  "The Cask of Amontillado" , "The Raven" , "Annabel Lee"  , " The Tell - Tale Heart" ... a Miss Lupita ( nunka pense decir esto >.<) por leer " La caja Oblonga " y dejarnos investigar sobre su vida y  sobre literatura Romantica .... y Miss Bety por ponernos a leer " El gato Negro"  ... se nota que mis maestras influyeron a que me gustará Edgar Allan Poe?! XD