Saturday, February 25, 2006

(Poe)poetry blogging

Here is an excerpt from a poem that Edgar Allen Poe thinks is phat (poem is by Hood). Remember that his taste has been, how to say, disputed.

One more Unfortunate,
Weary of breath,
Rashly importunate,
Gone to her death!

Take her up tenderly,
Life her with care;-
Fashion'd so slenderly,
Young, and so fair!

As I write this, I recall this being mocked somewhere... by whom?

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