Asignaciones

Table of Contents
From the Pages of The Essential Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe Title Page Copyright Page Edgar Allan Poe The World of Edgar Allan Poe Introduction

POEMS
The Lake—To Sonnet—To Science Fairy-land Israfel To Helen The Sleeper The Valley of Unrest The City in the Sea The Coliseum Sonnet—Silence Dream-Land The Raven Ulalume: A Ballad The Bells I. II. III. IV. A Dreamwithin a Dream Eldorado Annabel Lee

TALES
Metzengerstein Bon-Bon MS. Found in a Bottle The Assignation Shadow—A Parable Silence—A Fable Berenice Morella King Pest - A TALE CONTAINING AN ALLEGORY Ligeiba How to Write a Blackwood Article A Predicament The Fall of the House of Usher William Wilson The Murders in the Rue Morgue

A Descent into the Maelström Never Bet the Devil Your Head - A TALEWITH A MORAL Eleonora The Masque of the Red Death The Pit and the Pendulum The Tell-Tale Heart The Gold-Bug The Black Cat The Oblong Box A Tale of the Ragged Mountains The Premature Burial The Purloined Letter The System of Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether “Thou Art the Man” The Facts in the Case of M. Valdemar The Sphinx The Cask of Amontillado Hop-Frog

THE NARRATIVE OF ARTHUR GORDON PYM
PrefaceChapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI Chapter VII Chapter VIII Chapter IX Chapter X Chapter XI Chapter XII Chapter XIII Chapter XIV Chapter XV Chapter XVI Chapter XVII Chapter XVIII Chapter XIX Chapter XX Chapter XXI Chapter XXII Chapter XXIII Chapter XXIV Chapter XXV

Endnotes Inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s Tales and Poems Comments & Questions For Further ReadingFrom the Pages of The Essential Tales
and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe
I kneel, an altered and an humble man, Amid thy shadows, and so drink within My very soul thy grandeur, gloom, and glory! (from “The Coliseum,” page 19) Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came atapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “‘Tis some visiter,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more.” (from ”The Raven,” page 24) On the Future! how it tells Of the rapture that impels To the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells— To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells!(from “The Bells,” page 33) A feeling, for which I have no name, has taken possession of my soul—a sensation which will admit of no analysis, to which the lessons of bygone time are inadequate, and for which I fear futurity itself will offer me no key. (from “Ms. Found in a Bottle,” page 74) “The first thing requisite is to get yourself into such a scrape as no one ever got into before. The oven,for instance,—that was a good hit. But if you have no oven, or big bell, at hand, and if you cannot conveniently tumble out of a balloon, or be swallowed up in an earthquake, or get stuck fast in a chimney, you will have to be contented with simply imagining some similar misadventure.” (from “How to Write a Blackwood Article,” page 143) During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in theautumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country, and at length found myself, as the shades of evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher. (from “The Fall of the House of Usher,” page 159) I could not help remarking and admiring (although from his rich ideality I had beenprepared to expect it) a peculiar analytic ability in Dupin. He seemed, too, to take an eager delight in its exercise—if not exactly in its display—and did not hesitate to confess the pleasure thus derived. (from “The Murders in the Rue Morgue,” page 200) The “Red Death” had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so hideous. Blood was its Avatar and its seal—the...