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.
1845.
The Question and Answer section for Poe’s Poetry is a great resource to ask questions, find answers, and discuss the novel.
Poem title, please?
The unnamed narrator is wearily perusing an old book one bleak December night when he hears a tapping at the door to his room.
C) it preys on the poet's creative imagination
