Most writers - poets in especial - prefer having it understood that they compose by a species of fine frenzy - an ecstatic intuition - and would positively shudder at letting the public take a peep behind the scenes.
Edgar Allan PoeRead
But evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the monarch's high estate; (Ah, let us mourn, for never morrow Shall dawn upon him desolate!) And round about his home the glory That blushed and bloomed, Is but a dim-remembered story Of the old time entombed.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the sorrow and inevitable decline of greatness over time.
In this quote, Edgar Allan Poe meditates on the concept of loss and the passage of time, illustrating how even the mightiest of figures can fall into despair and be surrounded by memories of their former glory. It conveys a sense of mourning for what once was, emphasizing that the beauty of past achievements often fades, leaving only remnants in the shadows of memory.
In practice
This quote can be used during a eulogy to reflect on the passing of a beloved figure.
Most writers - poets in especial - prefer having it understood that they compose by a species of fine frenzy - an ecstatic intuition - and would positively shudder at letting the public take a peep behind the scenes.
...the agony of my soul found vent in one loud, long and final scream of despair.
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best have gone to their eternal rest.
I could have clasped the red walls to my bosom as a garment of eternal peace. "Death," I said, "any death but that of the pit!" Fool! might I have not known that into the pit it was the object of the burning iron to urge me?
In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember.
Thank Heaven! The crisis /The danger is past, and the lingering illness, is over at last /, and the fever called ''Living'' is conquered at last.
Or about how when you're a child, to stop you from following the crowd you're assaulted with the line "If everyone jumped off a bridge, would you?" but when you're an adult and to be different is suddenly a crime, people seem to be saying, "Hey. Everyone else is jumping off a bridge. Why aren't you?
A miracle is not the breaking of physical laws, but rather represents laws which are incomprehensible to us.
As patience leads to peace, and study to science, so are humiliations the path that leads to humility.
Are right and wrong convertible terms, dependant upon popular opinion?
I'm going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become.
But knowledge does not protect one. Life is contemptuous of knowledge; it forces it to sit in the anterooms, to wait outside. Passion, energy, lies: these are what life admires. Still, anything can be endured if all humanity is watching. The martyrs prove it. We live in the attention of others. We turn to it as flowers to the sun.
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