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My mother—my own mother, who died early, Was but the mother of myself; but you. Are mother to the one I loved so dearly, And thus are dearer than the mother I knew. By that infinity with which my wife. Was dearer to my soul than its soul-life. More About This Poem.
‘To My Mother’ by Edgar Allan Poe is a devotional sonnet in which Poe describes his feelings for his own mother and the mother of his wife. The poem begins with the speaker describing the importance of the term “mother.”
My mother—my own mother, who died early, Was but the mother of myself; but you Are mother to the one I loved so dearly, And thus are dearer than the mother I knew By that infinity with which my wife Was dearer to my soul than its soul-life.
Read the full description of Edgar Allan Poe's poem "To My Mother." The poem, dedicated to his mother-in-law, was originally published in 1849.
“[To My Mother]” — July 12, 1897 — Philadelphia Times (Philadelphia, PA), (no volume number given), whole no. 7,960, p. 4, col. 7 (acknowledged as “Edgar A. Poe to Mrs. Clemm, his mother-in-law.”)
You who are more than mother unto me, And fill my heart of hearts, where Death installed you In setting my Virginia's spirit free. My mother- my own mother, who died early, Was but the mother of myself; but you Are mother to the one I loved so dearly, And thus are dearer than the mother I knew By that infinity with which my wife Was dearer to ...
My mother — my own mother, who died early, was but the mother of myself; but you are mother to the one I loved so dearly, and thus are dearer than the mother I knew by that infinity with which my wife was dearer to my soul than its soul-life.
The poem reflects the Victorian era's emphasis on domesticity and familial love. It also aligns with Poe's personal experience of losing his own mother at a young age. The poem's focus on the mother-figure's nurturing and protective role suggests a desire for comfort and solace in the face of loss.
My mother--my own mother, who died early, Was but the mother of myself; but you Are mother to the one I loved so dearly, And thus are dearer than the mother I knew By that infinity with which my wife Was dearer to my soul than its soul-life.
Was but the mother of myself; but you. Are mother to the one I loved so dearly, And thus are dearer than the mother I knew. By that infinity with which my wife. Was dearer to my soul than its soul-life. ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞. Notes: This poem is addressed, of course, to Poe's mother-in-law and aunt, Maria Clemm. ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞.