Friday, September 3, 2010

Poem of The Week

Edgar Allan Poe is best known for his haunting poetry about death, but the Hymn shows a brighter, less gothic view of death. Even though Poe was not a Catholic, he revered Mary as his mother. 

Edgar Allan Poe
AT morn — at noon — at twilight dim —
Maria! thou hast heard my hymn!
In joy and woe — in good and ill —
Mother of God, be with me still!
When the Hours flew brightly by,
And not a cloud obscured the sky,
My soul, lest it should truant be,
Thy grace did guide to thine and thee;
Now, when storms of Fate o'ercast
Darkly my Present and my Past,
Let my Future radiant shine
With sweet hopes of thee and thine!



  1. How did I not know about this? O.o Ella and Katherine? Blogging...together?!? *follows*

    And how on earth did Ferrizwheeldamonkeyreel end up on a 'lovely' blogs list? lol

    Love that poem, btw. Mr. Poe is epic.

  2. Ooh. I love Poe. This is the first time I've read this piece. It's so . . .hopeful! ::)

  3. Ella, I love your new blog title and the layout!

    I love Poe's poetry. I think, whatever he wrote, he had a magic touch with his use of words, particularly in poetry. I love to read his poems aloud (or even improvise tunes and sing them when I'm alone) because they SOUND so pretty.

    I've always found his Hymn very interesting. Yes, it is brighter (though not exactly cheerful), but the influence of his other poetry as I read it made it seem sort of sad and lonely, too.