Analyzing The Narrator's Love For The Lost Lenore

Romanticism at its fines. We have the narrator’s undying love for his lost Lenore “From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore” and how he misses her. The narrator would smell a beautiful fragrant when he thought of her “Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer”. We also get to see Poe’s twist on it. He establishes an eerie setting “Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary” and “Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December”. The “bleak December” night, book of “forgotten lore” and the sudden knock establish a gothic mood. The narrator falling asleep before the knock makes it unclear if he’s awake or dreaming through the rest of the poem

This is when the raven comes and at first the in joys at first “Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling” but quickly soon grows to hate “ “Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!”. The narrator starts to ask question just for fun “Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!” “ and the raven would respond “Nevermore”, this escaladed quickly. The narrator’s relentless questions, even though the bird always answers “Nevermore”, shows that the narrator is trying to make sense of things but just pushes himself into despair and madness. He starts to ask if he would see his Lenore again and the raven responds “Nevermore” and that gets him mad. He starts to cure at the raven and calls it the devil “ “Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!—“. In the ended it didn’t matter if the raven was actually the devil or just a bird that learned the word “Nevermore”, the narrator came to the realization that he will never be able to escape the loss and memories of his once dear