We grew in age - and love - together Roaming the forest, and the wild; My breast her shield in wintry weather - And, when the friendly sunshine smil'… - Edgar Allan Poe

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We grew in age - and love - together
Roaming the forest, and the wild;
My breast her shield in wintry weather -
And, when the friendly sunshine smil'd,
And she would mark the opening skies,
I saw no Heaven - but in her eyes.

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About Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe, born Edgar Poe (January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849) was an American author, a part of literary studies and was also considered by some peoples both the central and most major figure of the American Romanticism, and a part of the American literature. Poe is best known for his poetry and short stories, particularly his tales of mystery and the macabre. He is widely regarded as a central figure of Romanticism in the United States, and of American literature. Poe was one of the country's earliest practitioners of the short story, and considered to be the inventor of the detective fiction genre, as well as a significant contributor to the emerging genre of science fiction. Born in 1809 in Massachusetts, Poe was the son of American theatre actress Elizabeth Poe (mother) and David Poe, Jr. (father).

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Alternative Names: Poe Edgar Poe E. A. Poe Edgar A. Poe Quarles
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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 —

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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.

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