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of his style, the fine analytical temper of his
intellect, and, above all, by the wierd splendors of his
imagination, compelling men to read and to accredit as
possible truths his most marvellous conceptions. He
often spoke of the imageries and incidents of his inner
life as more vivid and veritable than those of his outer
experience. We find in some pencilled notes appended
to a manuscript copy of one of his later poems the
words, " All that I have here expressed was actually
present to me. Remember the mental condition which
gave rise to 'Ligeia' — recall the passage of which I
spoke, and observe the coincidence." With all the fine
alchyray of his subtle intellect he sought to analyze the
character and conditions of this introverted life. "I
regard these visions," he says, " even as they arise, with
an awe which in some measure moderates or tranquil-
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lizes the ecstacy — I so regard them through a conviction
that this ecstacy, in itself, is of a character supernal to
the human nature — is a glimpse of the spirifs outer
7vorld." He had that constitutional determination to
reverie which, according to De Quincey, alone enables
a man to dream magnificently, and which, as we have
said, made his dreams realities and his life a dream.
His mind was indeed a "Plaunted Palace," echoing to
the footfalls of angels and demons. " No man," he
says, "has recorded, no man has dared to record, the
wonders of his inner life."
Ts there, then, no significance in this " supernatural
soliciting?" Is there no evidence of a wise purpose, an
epochal fitness, in the appearance, at this precise era, of
a mind so rarely gifted, and accessible from peculiarities
of psychal and physical organization to the subtle
vibrations of an ethereal medium conveying but feeble
impressions to the senses of ordinary persons ; a mind
which, "following darkness like a dream," wandered
for ever with insatiate curiosity on the confines of that
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— " wild, wierd clime, that lieth sublime
Out of Space, out of Time !
By each spot the most unholy,
In each nook most melancholy,"
seeking to solve the problem of that phantasmal Shadow-
Land, which, through a class of phenomena unprece-
dented in the world's history, was about to attest itself
as an actual plane of conscious and progressive life, the
mode and measure of whose relations with our own are
already recognised as legitimate objects of scientific
research by the most candid and competent, thinkers of
our time ? We assume that, in the abnormal manifes-
tations of a genius so imperative and so controlling, this
epochal significance is most strikingly apparent. Jean
Paul says truly that " there is more poetic fitness, more
method, a more intelligible purpose in the biographies
which God Almighty writes than in all the inventions
of poets and novelists."
The peculiarities of Edgar Poe's organization and
temperament doubtless exposed him to peculiar infir-
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mities. We need not discuss them here. They have
been already too elaborately and painfully illustrated
elsewhere to need further comment. How fearfully he
expiated them only those who best knew and loved him
can ever know. We are told that ideas of right and
■wrong are wholly ignored by him — that " no recognitions
of conscience or remorse are to be found on his pages."
If not there where, then, shall we look for them ? In
William Wilson, in " The Man of the Crowd," and in
" The Tell-Tale Heart," the retributions of conscience
are portrayed with a terrible fidelity. In yet another
of his stories, which we will not name,' the fearful
fatality of crime — the dreadful fascination consequent on
the indulgence of a perverse will is portrayed with a
relentless and awful reality. May none ever read it
who do not need the fearful lesson which it brands on
the memory in characters of fire ! In the relation of
this remarkable story we recognise the power of a
genius like that which sustains us in traversing the
lowest depths of Dante's "Inferno." The rapid descent
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in crime which it delineates, and which becomes at last
involuntary, reminds us of the subterranean staircase by
which Vathek and Nouronihar reached the Hall • of
Eblis, where, as they descended, they felt their steps
frightfully accelerated till they seemed falling from a
precipice.
Poe's private letters to his friends offer abundant
evidence that he was not insensible to the keenest
pangs of remorse. Again and again did he say to the
Demon that tracked his path, "Anathema Maranatha,"
but again and again did it return to torture and subdue.
He saw the handwriting on the wall but had no power
to avert the impending doom.
In relation to this, the fatal temptation of his life, he
says, in a letter written within a year of his death, "The
agonies which I have lately endured have passed my
soul through^ jfire. Henceforth I am strong. This
those who love me shall know as well as those who
have so relentlessly sought to ruin me. * * * *
I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in
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■whicli I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not
been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have perilled
life and reputation and reason. It has been in the
desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories —
memories of wrong and injustice and imputed dishonor
— from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread
of some strange impending doom." "VVe believe these
statements to have been sincerely uttered, and we would
record here the testimony of a gentleman who, having
for years known him intimately, and having been near
him in his states of utter mental desolation and insanity,
assured us that he had never heard from his lips a word
that would have disgraced his heart or brought reproach
upon his honor.
Could we believe that any plea we may have urged
in extenuation of Edgar Poe's infirmities and errors
•would make the fatal path he trod less abhorrent to
others, such would never have been profi'ered. No
human sympathy, no human charity could avert the
penalties of that erring life. One clear glance into its
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mournful corridors — its "halls of tragedy and chambers
of retribution," would appal the boldest heart.
Theodore Parker has nobly said that " every man of
genius has to hew out for himself, from the hard
marbles of life, the white statue of Tranquillity."
Those who have best succeeded in this sublime work
will best know how to look with pity and reverent awe
upon the melancholy torso which alone remains to us
of Edgar Poe's misguided efforts to achieve that beau-
tiful and august statue of Peace.
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rpHOSE who are curious in tracing the effects of country and
hneage in the mental and constitutional peculiarities of
men of genius 'tn.a.j be interested in such facts as we have been
enabled to gather in relation to the ancestry of the Poet. The
awakening interest in genealogical researches will make them
acceptable to many readers, and in their possible infiuence on a
character so anomalous as that of Edgar Poe they are certainly
worthy of note.
John Poe, the great-grandfather of Edgar Poe, left Ireland for
America about the middle of the last century. He was of the
old Norman family of Le Peer, a name conspicuous in Irish
annals. Sir Roger le Poex- went to- Ireland, as marshal to Prince
John, in the reign of Henry II., and became there the founder
of a race connected with some of the most romantic and chival-
rous incidents of Irish history. The heroic daring of Arnold
le Poer, seneschal of Kilkenny Oastle, who interposed, at the
ultimate sacrifice of his liberty anr his life, to save a noble lady
from an ecclesiastical trial for witchcraft, the first ever instituted
in the kingdom, was chronicled by Geraldus Cambrensis, and
has been commemorated by recent historians.
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A transcript of the story, as told by Geraldus, may be found in
"Ennemoser's Magic" and in "White's History of Sorcery."
The bitter feuds and troubled fortunes of the Anglo-Norman set-
tlers in Ireland are well illustrated in a recent genealogical
history of the Geraldines by the Marquis of Kildare, noticed in
the Edinburgh Quarterly for October 1858. The disastrous civil
war of 1337, in which all the great barons of the country were
involved, was occasioned by a personal feud between Arnold le
Poer and Maurice of Desmond, the former having offended the
dignity of the Desmond by calling him a rhymer.
The characteristics of the le Poers were marked and distinc-
tive. They were improvident, adventurous, and recklessly brave.
They were deeply involved in the Irish troubles of 1641, and
when Cromwell invaded Ireland he pursued them with *a special
and relentless animosity. Their families were dispersed, their
estates ravaged, and their lands forfeited. Of the three leading
branches of the family at the time of Cromwell's invasion,
Elilmaedon, Don Isle, and Curraghmore, the last only escaped his -
vengeance. The present representative of Curraghmore is the
Marquis of Waterford. Cromwell's siege of the sea-girt castle
and fortress of Don Isle, which was heroically defended by a
female descendant of Nicholas le Poer, Baron of Don Isle, is, as
represented by Sir Bernard Burke in his " Romance of the
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Aristocracy," full of legendary interest. The beautiful domain
of Powerscourt took its name from the le Poers, and was for
centuries in the possession of the family. Lady Blessington,
through her father, Edmund Power, claimed descent from the
same old Norman family. The fact is not mentioned in Mad-
den's memoir of the Countess, but is stated in a notice of her
death published in the London Illustrated News for June 9th,
1849. The family of the le Poers, like that of the Geraldines
and other Anglo-Norman settlers in Ireland, passed from Italy
into the north of France, and from France through England and
"Wales into Ireland, where, from their isolated position and other
causes, they retained for a long period their hereditary traits
with far less modification from intermarriage and consociation
with other races than did
