I have sent for thee, holy friar;
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His notes:
Of the history of Tamerlane little is known; and with that little, I have taken the full liberty of a poet. — That he was descended from the family of Zinghis Khan is more than probable — but he is vulgarly supposed to have been the son of a shepherd, and to have raised himself to the throne by his own address. He died in the year 1405, in the time of Pope Innocent VII.
How I shall account for giving him “a friar,” as a death-bed confessor — I cannot exactly determine. He wanted some one to listen to his tale — and why not a friar? It does not pass the bounds of possibility — quite sufficient for my purpose — and I have at least good authority on my side for such innovations.[/blockquote]
Then we have:
The mists of the Taglay have shed
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with his notes:
The mountains of Belur Taglay are a branch of the Immaus, in the southern part of Independent Tartary. — They are celebrated for the singular wildness, and beauty of their vallies.[/blockquote]
From the poem:
Dwell [[Dwelt]] in a seraph’s breast than thine;
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His note:
I must beg the reader’s pardon for making Tamerlane a Tartar of the fourteenth century, speak in the same language as a Boston gentleman of the nineteenth; but of the Tartar mythology we have little information.
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From Tamerlane, the next with a note:
Which blazes upon Edis’ shrine.
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His note:
A deity presiding over virtuous love, upon whose imaginary altar, a sacred fire was continually blazing.
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And again from Tamerlane
That any should become “great,” born
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Poe's note:
Although Tamerlane speaks this, it is not the less true. It is a matter of the greatest difficulty to make the generality of mankind believe that one, with whom they are upon terms of intimacy, shall be called, in the world, a “great man.” The reason is evident. There are few great men. Their actions are consequently viewed by the mass of the people thro’ the medium of distance. — The prominent parts of their character are alone noted; and those properties, which are minute and common to every one, not being observed, seem to have no connection with a great character.
Who ever read the private memorials, correspondence, &c. which have become so common in our time, without wondering that “great men” should act and think “so abominably?”[/blockquote]
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And again from Tamerlane
Her own Alexis, who should plight
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Notes from Poe:
That Tamerlane acquir’d his renown under a feigned name is not entirely a fiction.
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From Tamerlane
Look ‘round thee now on Samarcand,
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Poe's note:
I believe it was after the battle of Angoria that Tamerlane made Samarcand his residence. It became for a time the seat of learning and the arts.
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Tamerlane:
And who her sov’reign? Timur he
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Poe's note:
He was called Timur Bek as well as Tamerlane.
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Tamerlane
The Zinghis’ yet re-echoing fame.
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Poe's note
The conquests of Tamerlane far exceeded those of Zinghis Khan. He boasted to have two thirds of the world at his command.
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Tamerlane
To those whose spirits hark’n) as one
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Poe's note
I have often fancied that I could distinctly hear the sound of the darkness, as it steals over the horizon — a foolish fancy perhaps, but not more unintelligible than to see music —
“The mind the music breathing from her face.”
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Tamerlane
The trancient, passionate day-flow’r,
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Poe's note
There is a flow’r, (I have never known its botanic name,) vulgarly called the day flower. It blooms beautifully in the day-light, but withers towards evening, and by night its leaves appear totally shrivelled and dead. I have forgotten, however, to mention in the text, that it lives again in the morning. If it will not flourish in Tartary, I must be forgiven for carrying it thither.
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Alright so from the above quotes, we get a pretty good idea of how he felt and why he wrote this poem. Anyone want to discuss any of these quotes or the poem?
#poe
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