Edgar Allan Poe Sad Quotations

Deep in earth my love is lying And I must weep alone.

There are moments when, even to the sober eye of Reason, the world of our sad humanity must assume the aspect of Hell.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore--While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As if some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door--Only this and nothing more.