Text: Anonymous, “[Review of Stoddard's edition of Poe's poems],” Providence Daily Journal (Providence, RI), vol. XLIX, no. 58, March 9, 1875, p. 2, cols. 4-5

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From N. Bangs Williams & Co., we have received “POEMS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE,” complete, with an original memoir by R. H. Stoddard, and illustrations. New York, W. J. Widdleton. The introductory memoir adds something to the interest of the volume, but the poems of Poe need no commendation or praise. If they are the productions of a wandering and wilful genius, some of them are among the best rhythmic utterances in the language, and they will still live on [column 2:] lips an in the hearts of the people, when verses of staid and sober manufacture which now enjoy the reputation of the press, have passed out of mind and been forgotten. The poet died twenty-five years ago — died did we say? the heaven born poet never dies. If the body of Edgar Allan Poe with all its weaknesses and frailties has mingled with the dust, the soul that inspired that body still lives and breathes among men, immortal in its creations, from generation to generation, and undying in its gift of speech and the power and beauty of its genius.