8 quotes
Years of love have been forgot
In the hatred of a minute.
Thy grace, thy more than beauty,
Shall be an endless theme of praise,
And love — a simple duty.
To Frances S. Osgood (1845)
The death then of a beautiful woman is unquestionably the most poetical topic in the world, and equally is it beyond doubt that the lips best suited for such topic are those of a bereaved lover.
The Philosophy of Composition (1846)
For the love of God Montresor!
The Cask of Amontillado (1846)
O, human love! thou spirit given,
On Earth, of all we hope in Heaven!
Sound loves to revel in a summer night.
Al Aaraaf (1829)
Thou wast all that to me, love,
For which my soul did pine...
Thou wouldst be loved? — then let thy heart
From its present pathway part not!
Being everything which now thou art,
Be nothing which thou art not.
So with the world thy gentle ways,
Thy grace, thy more than beauty,
Shall be an endless theme of praise,
And love — a simple duty.
To Frances S. Osgood (1845)