Edgar Allan Poe
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Eleonora By Edgar Allan Poe I am come of a race noted for vigor of fancy and ardor of passion. Men have called me mad but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligencewhether much that is glorious whether all that is profounddoes not spring from disease of thoughtfrom moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect. They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. In their gray visions they ...