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- The cast of Nevermore. Photo by Sean McLennan.
Give us your favourite line from any of Edgar Allan Poe’s works in the comments section and you’ll be entered to win two tickets to Nevermore — The Imaginary Life and Mysterious Death of Edgar Allan Poe!
Need some help? Check out this list of works referenced in Nevermore to get you going!
TALES:
• Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether • A Descent Into the Maelstrom • Metzengerstein • The Balloon Hoax • The Black Cat • The Cask of Amontillado • The Fall of the House of Usher • The Gold-Bug • The Imp of the Perverse • The Oval Portrait • The Pit & the Pendulum • The Premature Burial • The Tell Tale Heart •
POEMS:
• A Dream • A Dream Within A Dream • Alone • Annabel Lee • Eldorado • Eulalie – A Song • Hymn • Imitation • Lenore • Serenade • Spirits of the Dead • Tamerlane • The Happiest Day, The Happiest Hour • To One In Paradise •
We’ll draw the winner on Monday, February 1st and contact them to arrange their tickets for a performance on Tues, Wed, or Thurs of that week to see this amazing show! Don’t forget, this show must close Sat, Feb 6!
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UPDATE:
Congratulations to our winner, Julia Frittaion! She quoted from Poe’s poem, “Romance”:
Romance, who loves to nod and sing,
With drowsy head and folded wing,
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake
Thanks to all who responded.
29 responses so far ↓
Danielle Melvin // January 27, 2010 at 5:48 pm |
A few favorites…
“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before…”
- ‘The Raven’
“Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence—whether much that is glorious—whether all that is profound—does not spring from disease of thought—from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect.”
- ‘Eleonora’
Emily Harden // January 27, 2010 at 6:25 pm |
Two of my favourites!
“But list, O list, – so soft and low
Thy lover’s voice tonight shall flow,
That, scarce awake, thy soul shall deem
My words the music of a dream.”
-Serenade
“In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed—
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.”
-A Dream
tia ramos // January 27, 2010 at 6:26 pm |
All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream. -Edgar Allan Poe
Corinne Stenmark // January 27, 2010 at 7:41 pm |
“Arousing from the most profound of slumbers, we break the gossamer web of some dream.” – The Pit and the Pendulum
Daniel K // January 27, 2010 at 7:53 pm |
“Man’s real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so. ”
“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”
“I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty. ”
Edgar Allan Poe
Gabriella Schmidt // January 27, 2010 at 8:01 pm |
“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity. ”
Please let me know if I won tickets to this very interesting sounding show.
K Madden // January 27, 2010 at 8:03 pm |
“Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears. “
Adam // January 27, 2010 at 8:07 pm |
“‘Ride, boldly ride,’ the Shade replied. ‘If you seek for El Dorado.’”
“Twas in the bleak December. And every seperate dying ember wrought it’s ghost upon the floor. And each silken, sad, uncertain, rustling of each purple curtain, thrilled me, filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before.”
Jenney L // January 27, 2010 at 8:07 pm |
He turned towards me and looked into my eyes with two filmy orbs that distilled the rheum of intoxication.
- The Cask of Amontillado
julia frittaion // January 27, 2010 at 8:32 pm |
From the poem “Romance,” one of Mr. Poe’s more romantic poems
Romance, who loves to nod and sing,
With drowsy head and folded wing,
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake,
ingridr // January 27, 2010 at 8:45 pm |
“All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream”
Ei-Leen Ong // January 27, 2010 at 8:53 pm |
“But as in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so in fact, out of joy is sorrow born. Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of today, or the agonies which are have their origin in the ecstasies which might have been.”
- from “Berenice”
Trish // January 27, 2010 at 10:04 pm |
Alone
From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
Edgar Allan Poe
Wendy Magnusson // January 27, 2010 at 10:17 pm |
“Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.”
Ursula P // January 27, 2010 at 10:32 pm |
It was night, and the rain fell. It was rain, but having fallen, it was blood.
from “Silence”
suzanne // January 28, 2010 at 12:06 am |
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted- nevermore!
Elizabeth // January 28, 2010 at 2:00 am |
My favourite:
And all I loved, I loved alone.
heather b // January 28, 2010 at 5:23 am |
Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream!
-Dreams
Karen L // January 28, 2010 at 7:41 am |
And neither the angels in heaven above
Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee
Phyllis // January 28, 2010 at 8:05 am |
“They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.”
- from “Eleonora”
michael cade // January 28, 2010 at 4:37 pm |
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
Angela Descalzi // January 28, 2010 at 6:11 pm |
Absolutely love:
“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.”
A Dream Within A Dream
“But list, O list,–so soft and low
Thy lover’s voice tonight shall flow,
That, scarce awake, thy soul shall deem
My words the music of a dream.
Thus, while no single sound too rude
Upon thy slumber shall intrude,
Our thoughts, our souls–O God above!
In every deed shall mingle, love.”
Serenade
Claudia A // January 28, 2010 at 6:27 pm |
“It is more than probable that I am not understood; but I fear, indeed, that it is in no manner possible to convey to the mind of the merely general reader, an adequate idea of that nervous intensity of interest with which, in my case, the powers of meditation (not to speak technically) busied and buried themselves, in the contemplation of even the most ordinary objects of the universe.”
Larissa // January 29, 2010 at 11:35 pm |
“Ah, dream too bright to last!
Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise
But to be overcast!”
Francois Deschenes // February 1, 2010 at 2:16 am |
“All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream”
- Edgar Allan Poe
Neena // February 1, 2010 at 4:26 am |
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
Edgar Allan Poe
Jo Anne Whitteker // February 1, 2010 at 6:16 am |
“Whether people grow fat by joking, or whether there is something in fat itself which predisposes to a joke, I have never been quite able to determine.”
From Poe’s “Hop-Frog”
(Things that make you go “Hmmm”. JW)
Victoria // February 1, 2010 at 4:19 pm |
“Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.”
Marina Dimakopoulos // February 2, 2010 at 3:30 am |
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.