Showing posts with label Edgar Allan Poe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Edgar Allan Poe. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Alberto Martini (1876-1954)... illustration for Edgar Allan Poe Poem

“The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins? - Edgar Allan Poe (1809- 1849)

image: Illustration for Edgar Allan Poe Poem by Alberto Martini (1876-1954)

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Satty... The illustrated Edgar Allan Poe

another scan from a favourite book ....


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Yet, for a while I saw; but how terrible an
Exaggeration! I saw the lips of the Black-Robed Judges.

The Pit and the Pendulum ~ Edgar Allan Poe

previous SATTY

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Edgar Allan Poe poem... Dolorosa pen & ink sketch...

pen and ink sketch Dolorosa

A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Satty... Alone...Edgar Allan Poe


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 —
Then — in my childhood — in the dawn
Of a most stormy life — was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still —
From the torrent, or the fountain —
From the red cliff of the mountain —
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold —
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by —
From the thunder, and the storm —
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view —

Edgar Allan Poe 1829


Satty from the Illustrated Edgar Allan Poe 1976

Friday, August 14, 2009

Edgar Allan Poe by Satty...


a scan from one of my favourite books
Wilfried Satty 1976 from The Illustrated Edgar Allan Poe