Parodies of Edgar Alan Poe

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Parodies of Edgar Alan Poe

• by Don L. F. Nilsen, and
• Alleen Pace Nilsen

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PARODIES OF EDGAR ALAN POES BELLS

• Hear the sledges with the bells
• Silver bells!
• What a world of merriment their melody foretells!
• How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,
• In the Icy air of night!
• While the stars that oversprinkle
• All the heavens, seem to twinkle
• With a crystalline delight

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• Keeping time, time, time,
• In a sort of Runic rhyme,
• To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells
• From the bells, bells, bells, bells,
• Bells, bells, bells
• From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.

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• II Hear the mellow wedding bells
• Golden bells!
• III Hear the loud alarum bells
• Brazen bells?
• IV Hear the tolling of the bells
• Iron bells!

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• Thus, the poem takes us from the merry silver
  bells to the harmonious wedding bells to the
  clamorous alarum bells and finally to the solemn
  death nell of the iron bells.
• Until we come to the final line in the poem
• To the moaning and the groaning of the bells.
• (Hart 70, 661-663)

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DEMER CAPES PARODY OF BELLS

• See the doctors with their pills
• Silver-coated pills.
• What a world of misery their calomel instills.
• How they twingle, twingle, twingle in the
  icy-golden night.

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• You have taken two that mingle.
• And you wish youd had a single
• While your cheeks are ashy white
• Oh, the pills, pills, pills
• Pills, pills, ,pills, pills.
• So ends my rhyming and my chiming on the pills.
• (Falk 112)

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BARRY PAINS PARODY OF BELLS

• Heres a mellow cup of tea, golden tea!
• What a world of rapturous thought its fragrance
  brings to me!
• Oh, from out the silver cells
• How it wells!
• How it smells!

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• Keeping tune, tune, tune
• To the tintinnabulation of the spoon
• And the kettle on the fire
• Boils its spout off with desire,
• But he always came home to tea, tea, tea
• tea, tea, tea, tea.
• (Wells 362, MacDonald 323, Falk 111)

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ANONYMOUS PARODY OF BELLS

• Hear the fluter with his flute,
• Silver flute!
• Oh, what a world of wailing is awakened by its
  toot!
• How it demi-semi quavers
• On the maddened air of night!
• And defieth all endeavors
• To escape the sound or sight

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• Of the flute, flute, flute,
• With its tootle, tootle, toot
• Of the flute, flewt, fluit, floot, Phlute,
  Phlewt, Phlewght,
• And the tootle, tootle, tooting of its toot.
• (Wells 140-141, MacDonald 103)

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C. F. LUMIS PARODY OF ANNABEL LEE

• It was many and many a year ago,
• On an island near the sea,
• That a maiden lived whom you mightnt know
• By the name of Cannibelee
• And this maiden, she lived with no other thought
• Than a passionate fondness for me.

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• The poem continues by developing the nature of
  this fondness by Cannibelee, and it ends,
• With a love that could take me roast or fried
• Or raw, as the case might be.
• Hood names his parody poem, A Poe-em of
  Passion
• (Falk 121)

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THOMAS HOOD JR.S PARODY OF ANNABEL LEE

• It was many and many a year ago
• In a District called E.C.,
• That a Monster dwelt whom I came to know
• By the name of Cannibel Flea,
• And the brute was possessed with no other thought
• Than to liveand to live on me!
• (Falk 121)

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BARBARA ANGELLS ULABEL LUME

• I was a child and she was a child
• And childishly childlike wed romp.
• But we loved with a lovlier love than love
• In this old barge on the swamp.
• With a love that made the winged seraphs in
  heaven
• Foam at the mouth and stomp.
• (Falk 121)

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C. L. EDSONS RAVENS OF PIUTE POET POE

• Once upon a midnight dreary, eerie, scary,
• I was wary, I was weary, full of worry,
• Thinking of my lost Lenore.
• Of my cheery, airy, faery, fiery Dearie
• (Nothing more).
• (Falk 114)

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HOLLY CHIVERS HUMPTY-DUMPTY A LA POE

• As an egg, when broken, never
• Can be mended but must ever
• Be the same crushed egg forever
• So shall this dark heart of mine
• Which, though broken, is still breaking,
• And shall nevermore cease aching
• For the sleep which has no waking
• For the sleep which now is thine.
• (Falk 114)

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• Chivers parody of Poes The Raven is very
  dark. He wrote it when Poe died, and the death
  in the poem refers both to the death of Poe, and
  the death of his lover, whose name was Isadore.
• For Chivers felt that Poe had stolen his own
  poem, entitled, Isadore.
• Chivers original poem read as follows

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• While the world lay round me sleeping
• I alone for Isadore
• Patient Vigils lonely keeping,
• Someone said to me while weeping
• Why this grief forever more?
• And I answered I am weeping
• for my blessed Isadore.
• (Falk 113)

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NOW BACK TO CHIVERS PARODY

• As an egg, when broken, never
• Can be mended but must ever
• Be the same crushed egg forever
• So shall this dark heart of mine
• Which, though broken, is still breaking,
• And shall nevermore cease aching
• For the sleep which has no waking
• For the sleep which now is thine.
• (Falk 114)

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• Did Poe steal Chivers poem?
• You be the judge.

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Edgar Allan Poe

• Edgar Allan Poe
• http//en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edgar_Allan_Poe