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Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849)
Elizabeth Arnold Poe. His mother died when he was two and his father was
an alcoholic, so Poe went to live with a prosperous Scottish tobacco
merchant, John Allan, in Richmond. Allan always refused to adopt Poe which
led to bad feeling between the two of them.
Poe was educated at Stoke Newington in London from 1815-20. Despite
considerable academic success his gambling debts forced him to leave the
University of Virginia, where he had gone to study, after one year. By 1827
Poe, with typical restlessness, had moved from Boston to Richmond and then
back to Boston again. He gained a good reputation in the army which he
joined in 1827, but spent a miserable year at the US Military Academy at
West Point in 1830, before being dishonourably discharged.
Poe stayed in Baltimore from 1831-35 and began writing more seriously. In
1836 he married his 13 year old cousin, Virginia. He had been working as a
journalist since 1831, earning a bare minimum to survive, and from 1835-37
edited the Southern Literary Messenger.
His short stories reveal a fascination with emotional extremes, particularly
fear, though his essays show that he was capable of being objective and
critical.
fear, though his essays show that he was capable of being objective and
critical.
In 1844 Poe moved to New York, but despite popular acclaim his life was still
wretched. Virginia died of tuberculosis in 1847 and Poe, still poor and an
alcoholic, died in Baltimore two years later.
wretched. Virginia died of tuberculosis in 1847 and Poe, still poor and an
alcoholic, died in Baltimore two years later.
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.
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?
Minggu, 28 Juli 2013
Budaya Mawarung di Banjarmasin
Warung
tak sekadar tempat makan,
tapi
juga melahirkan kebudayaan
Their Wisdom
“knowing
English is like possessing the fabled Aladdin’s lamp, which permits one to
open, as
it
were, the linguistic gates to international business, technology, science and
travel”, Kachru (1986)
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