Talk:Confessions of an English Opium-Eater

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This book is really a staple of literature in European modernity. Is this really all there is? Please, expand on it. JoeSmack Talk 19:32, 15 August 2006 (UTC)Reply

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On Poe, at bit disingenuous to call it "praise".

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" Edgar Allan Poe praised Confessions for its "glorious imagination—deep philosophy—acute speculation". "

A bit disingenuous to call it "praise" as it was written as satire.

The full line from Poe's "How to write a Blackwood Article " is : "Then we had the ‘Confessions of an Opium-eater’ — fine, very fine! — glorious imagination — deep philosophy — acute speculation — plenty of fire and fury, and a good spicing of the decidedly unintelligible. That was a nice bit of flummery, and went down the throats of the people delightfully. They would have it that Coleridge wrote the paper — but not so. It was composed by my pet baboon, Juniper, over a rummer of Hollands and water, hot, without sugar." Exoir (talk) 11:07, 19 February 2024 (UTC)Reply