Today, 3rd October 1849, they found Edgar Allan Poe delirious in a gutter on the streets of Baltimore.
The treating doctor remarked upon Poe’s “expansive forehead…and those full-orbed and mellow, yet soulful eyes for which he was so noticeable when himself, now lustreless...”
He died 4 days later.
And, as his strength
Failed him at length
He met a pilgrim shadow –
“Shadow.” said he,
“Where can it be –
This land of Eldorado?”
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