Cuentos Clásicos del Norte, Primera Serie

By Edgar Allan Poe

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el cadáver. Muchos minutos transcurrieron, sin embargo, antes de
que se presentara ninguna circunstancia que pudiese arrojar luz sobre el
misterio. Hízose al fin evidente que un ligerísimo, muy débil, matiz de
colorido subía a las mejillas y a lo largo de las pequeñas venas
hundidas de los párpados. Dominado por una especie de horror o pavor
inexplicable, para expresar enérgicamente el cual no existen palabras
suficientes en el lenguaje humano, sentí que mi corazón cesaba de latir
y que mis miembros se volvían rígidos sobre el asiento. Pero el
sentimiento del deber contribuyó al fin a devolverme mi presencia de
ánimo. No podía dudar por más tiempo de que nos habíamos precipitado en
los preparativos, que Lady Rowena vivía todavía. Era necesario procurar
una reacción inmediata; pero la torrecilla estaba lejos de la parte de
la abadía habitada por los criados, y nadie se encontraba al alcance de
la voz. No había forma de llamarlos sin abandonar la habitación por
algunos minutos, y no podía aventurarme a proceder así. De consiguiente,
luché solo en mis esfuerzos para atraer el espíritu todavía en suspenso.
Tras corto tiempo, sin embargo, pudo notarse que se presentaba una
recidiva: desapareció el color de las mejillas y párpados dejando una
palidez mayor aún que la del mármol; los labios se recogieron y
fruncieron nuevamente en la expresión lúgubre de la muerte; una
repulsiva y viscosa frialdad extendióse con rapidez en toda la
superficie del cuerpo; y sobrevino casi instantáneamente la acostumbrada
e inflexible rigidez mortal. Me dejé caer estremeciéndome en el diván
del cual me había lanzado tan súbitamente, y me entregué de nuevo a la
apasionada vigilia de los recuerdos de Ligeia.

Una hora transcurrió de esta manera cuando (¿sería posible!) oí por
segunda vez un vago rumor que partía del lado del lecho. Escuché con
horror extremado. El sonido dejóse oír de nuevo: era un suspiro. Me
precipité sobre el cuerpo, y vi, vi distintamente un temblor de los
labios. Un minuto después abriéronse descubriendo una hilera de perlados
dientes. La admiración luchaba ahora en mi pecho con el terror que antes
reinaba como soberano. Sentí que mi vista se obscurecía, que la razón se
me escapaba; y debido sólo a un violento esfuerzo pude al fin
reconquistar el dominio de mis nervios para emprender la tarea que el
deber me señalaba. Mostrábase ahora una especie de brillo parcial sobre
la frente, las mejillas y la garganta; un calor perceptible se apoderaba
del cuerpo; y dejábase sentir así mismo un ligero latido del corazón. La
dama _vivía;_ y con ardor redoblado me dediqué a la labor de
resucitarla. Golpeé y

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