Imagine Poe in ts virtues; no Spartan, ime ilts to greet tere morning, antly concur: quot;No man is safe ; ar of melanc  is alern, democratic ligions off treets do go.

    Perar of melanc ttom of time. . . it migtle secret bethe jug and himself. . .

    urns back to go and look; and tiless ligs ruck,  te ligrikes top  in situdes, a man must make s concealment because t of ts of no ambiguities. Eit; or a stranger. ranger, leman up from Virginia some gentleman) in e nigito titude, tocracy.

    Poe staggers under t of tion of Independence. People think he is drunk.

    he is drunk.

    the new-found land.

    So you say s? Very  ory of rionics in runk, grease-paint in ream, and made  appearance on any stage in itled Mysteries of tle. On so sing a ballad clad in tty rags of a ballet gypsy.

    It eentury.

    At tille, old Sade is jerking off. Grunt, groan, grunt, onto teet of eacion spring up a so succumb to delirium.

    ure moto a stage in tco sing an old-ty rags of a ballet gypsy. reble, dark curls, rosy ce kid! And eyes , somet struck directly to t so t torium broke out in raucous sentimental cs leatogetar  nig of fit-ups and candle-footlig so be a sing star; sinued table trajectory of teor, dorod them.

    But, er puberty, sill able, to ature and slim build, to continue to personate ctle ducks and prattlers of bot sility personified; soo.

    Sness, an excellent t;; not a dry eye in tried  Juliet and Cordelia and, if necessary, could personate t soubrette; even h!

    Out popped born, ling after to ss and suckle at  s even s in t, Op and ttle Pickle, te kid in terpiece, for to leave tre after a tragedy unless tumes and came back to give ttle sometra to chem up again.

    Little Pickle rousers role. So top buttons of coat to let out a sore, milky breast to pacify little Edgar calls t ed oo voluptuous imitation of a boy, likewise howled and screamed.

    A mug of porter or a bottle of able all time. Ston in o Edgar to suck op crying.

    tor and only ever carried a spear in ten stayed beo look after ttle ones. David Poe tipped a tumbler of neat gin to Edgars lips to keep . temperance  of ttle of ardent spirits and snuggled dotle Edgars longclotage, ero, stitcs flesoget it could under t t preserved trical illusion of Mrs Elizabeteen-inc until tenth.

    Applause rocked round t so believe t s -- Mrs Poe exited ted scene to cram ired tears ran rivers tonous clamour of ts argument sent t last to sleep but ts transparent s vestigial ears in terror.

    (to be born at all mig thing.)

    last t cernoon in a crical boarding-y after many ed bed  on to use a pair of blunt iron tongs to scoop out tant  ented up over Mrs Poes looddlers sa trument and ted silence, like te on ice, and sometootche midwifes pincers.

    It was a girl.

    David Poe spent  in a nearby tavern, ting ted.

    to groantial.  once  lines and began to   evening. Mama slept on t on the beginning of absence.

    one o   on evaporating until ed clean away, leaving beered floorboards.

    As soon as ted  out of bed, sed doo Virginia s because sour of t a to eat o Con; to Norfolk; to Richmond.

    Do is tid  of summer.

    Stripped to  into a glass; test baby must be s mother dies.

    S more rouge on ;My c ered and soon acquired a febrile brilliance t  of t all; red spots brigilton c muscular, palpitating, prominent, litood out of tle Pickles vest and breec  noe t suspension of disbelief and somete, sometal in racted playing boted and appalled tnesses, ures of deatself upon resss friend, t a deaths head.

    t, sullen, Souter signed us. S on Opgown for her farewell.

    ral  of truck sparks from tones in tside. quot;Fat; said Edgar;  t ituted  t extremity in order to transport to a better place but, he coachmans eyes were full of worms.

    told  noake no curtain-calls no matter re plied s: quot;And from ed fless spring.quot; (Not a dry eye in ts o table protectors. Eacoo kissed and parted, Edgar from iny one  lay still and kept ig.  again? tolled: never never never never never.

    Kind Mr Allan of Virginia, Edgars oicular benefactor, le ed o make room for Mr Allan inside it. Edgar o Sout do not t Edgar empty ress o leave  could not be taken a, a feattered memories.

    tEStAMENt OF MRS ELIZABEth POE

    Item: nouris. A tit sucked in a green-room, tcoot, of nouris, ain only t endlessly unsatisified.

    Item: transformation. t relic. Somets on ificial finery and ced ar of t , it rue but Mama slits  to catch her.

    Suck glass je t; brunette turns blonde in the wink of an eye.

    Mama turns round to so the mirror.

    quot;Dont touc;

    And vanision of taffeta.

    Item: t  needs to be extracted. . . but t of memories and  itself in vague sionable dread only at t of carnal connection.

    Item: tality. For, as soon as  c before, sarted to ree t of dying; once so cougion.

    Item: a face, t face of a tragic actor, e skin stretcige bones in a final state of ion.