Poe's Love for His Wife.
The one chapter in the life of the author of "The Raven," where the girl-wife reigned supreme in his heart and home, is familiar to the majority. To her memory his best poems were loyal expressions and testimonials that will never perish from literature. Much as may be said and written in speculation upon Poe, either in criticism upon his nature or habits, the white flower that blooms over his memory was the almost painful intensity of his worship of Virginia Clem, the Lenore of the Raven, and Annabel Lee that Neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my eoul from the soul Of
__ When she lay dying of consumption at their little cottage in Fordham, and gaunt poverty set guard over the least enjoyment of comfort, it was the agony of the poet that betrayed how he suffered for his young wife's sufferings, that he could not eupply her with all his love and generosity prompted and her condition needed ; shivering with cold, he -wrapped his one coat around her and petted the large cat she held in her arms for its warmth. Yet Edgar Allen Foe ores notrid as one of the most fascinating men in Jrfs .day »mong the ladies, beloved by women, fStixfab vad • pejbted by women ; but it did not
Poe's Love for His Wife.
Otago Witness, Issue 1777, 12 December 1885, Page 27
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