The Works of Edgar Allan Poe
Edgar Allan Poe (1809–1849), 1838
Shipwreck, starvation, obsessive grief, and a plague masquerade in an undertaker's shop: Poe's strangest long tales and sketches gathered in one volume. The prose moves with a feverish, deliberate gothic dread, veering from obsessive grief to madness and sudden wonder, with a dry satirical edge.
Feels like dread and wonder. About death, madness and society.
Who it’s for
You may like this if you enjoy gothic tales that dwell on dread, madness, and strange psychological states rather than tidy plots. The nineteenth-century prose can be dense and slow, and some pieces are sketches rather than fully shaped stories.
Why read it
Poe's range is the draw: the same volume holds horror, grief, and comic mockery, so you get a fuller sense of the writer behind the famous dread.
Pages from the book
The body can be terrified long before it knows what of.
Had a thousand lives hung upon the movement of a limb or the utterance of a syllable, I could have neither stirred nor spoken. The beast, whatever it was, retained his position without attempting any immediate violence, while I lay in an utterly helpless, and, I fancied, a dying condition beneath him. I felt that my powers of body and mind were fast leaving me—in a word, that I was perishing, and perishing of sheer fright. My brain swam—I grew deadly sick—my vision failed—even the glaring eyeballs above me grew dim. Making a last strong effort, I at length breathed a faint ejaculation to God, and resigned myself to die. The sound of my voice seemed to arouse all the latent fury of the animal. The feeling of almost knowing something is its own kind of pursuit.
There is no point, among the many incomprehensible anomalies of the science of mind, more thrillingly exciting than the fact—never, I believe, noticed in the schools—that, in our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember. And thus how frequently, in my intense scrutiny of Ligeia’s eyes, have I felt approaching the full knowledge of their expression—felt it approaching—yet not quite be mine—and so at length entirely depart! And (strange, oh strangest mystery of all!) I found, in the commonest objects of the universe, a circle of analogies to that expression. How quickly a shared disaster becomes arithmetic.
Having become in some degree pacified, we continued to watch the ship until we finally lost sight of her, the weather becoming hazy, with a light breeze springing up. As soon as she was entirely gone, Parker turned suddenly toward me with an expression of countenance which made me shudder. There was about him an air of self-possession which I had not noticed in him until now, and before he opened his lips my heart told me what he would say. He proposed, in a few words, that one of us should die to preserve the existence of the others. Edgar Allan Poe.Poe wrote a whole shelf of comic and satirical tales, and in his own day was better known as a savage literary critic than as a teller of horrors.
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Questions readers ask
- Is The Works of Edgar Allan Poe for me?
- You may like this if you enjoy gothic tales that dwell on dread, madness, and strange psychological states rather than tidy plots. The nineteenth-century prose can be dense and slow, and some pieces are sketches rather than fully shaped stories.
- What is The Works of Edgar Allan Poe like?
- The prose moves with a feverish, deliberate gothic dread, veering from obsessive grief to madness and sudden wonder, with a dry satirical edge. Feels like dread and wonder. About death, madness and society.
- What should I read after The Works of Edgar Allan Poe?
- If you liked The Works of Edgar Allan Poe, try The King in Yellow (Robert W. Chambers), In a Glass Darkly, v. 1/3 (Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu) and Dracula's Guest (Bram Stoker).
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