By Edgar Allan Poe

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alors éditeur du _Literary World._

«Cher monsieur, dans votre numéro du 29 juillet, je trouve quelques
commentaires sur _Eureka,_ un livre récent de moi; et je vous connais
trop bien pour vous supposer un seul instant capable de me dénier
le privilège d'une brève réponse. Je sens même que je pourrais à
coup sûr réclamer de M. Hoffman le droit que possède tout auteur de
répliquer à son critique _ton pour ton,_--c'est-à-dire de renvoyer à
votre correspondant plaisanterie pour plaisanterie et raillerie pour
raillerie; mais, en premier lieu, je ne désire pas faire honte au
_Literary World,_ et, ensuite, je sens que si, dans le cas présent,
je commençais à railler, je n'en finirais jamais. Lamartine blâme
Voltaire pour l'usage que celui-ci fit souvent do la supercherie
et de la calomnie dans ses attaques contre les prêtres; mais nos
jeunes étudiants en théologie ne semblent pas se douter que, quand
ils entreprennent la défense ou ce qu'ils croient être la défense
du christianisme, il y ait une sorte de péché dans certaines
légèretés mondaines, comme celle, par exemple, qui consiste à altérer
délibérément le texte d'un auteur,--pour ne rien dire ici de
l'inconvenance moindre de rendre compte d'un livre sans l'avoir lu et
sans avoir le plus léger soupçon des questions qui y sont agitées.

«Vous comprenez que c'est simplement aux _falsifications_ de la
critique en question que j'ai la prétention de répondre, les opinions
de l'auteur ne pouvant avoir, en elles-mêmes, aucune importance
pour moi, et n'en pouvant avoir, j'imagine, qu'une très-petite pour
lui-même,--si toutefois il se connaît personnellement aussi bien
que j'ai, moi, l'honneur de le connaître. La première altération
est contenue dans cette phrase: «Cette lettre est une sanglante
bouffonnerie contre les méthodes préconisées par Aristote et
Bacon pour reconnaître la Vérité; l'auteur les ridiculise et les
méprise également, et il se lance, en proie à une sorte d'extase
divagante, dans la glorification d'un troisième mode, le noble art de
_conjecturer.»_ Voici, en réalité, ce que j'ai dit: «Il n'existe pas de
certitude absolue, pas plus dans la méthode d'Aristote que dans celle
de Bacon; donc, aucune des deux philosophies n'est si profonde qu'elle
se l'imagine, et aucune n'a le droit de se moquer de ce procédé _en
apparence_ imaginatif qu'on appelle Intuition (par lequel procédé le
grand Kepler a trouvé ses fameuses lois), puisque l'Intuition n'est, en
somme, que la conviction naissant d'inductions ou de déductions dont
la marche a été assez mystérieuse pour échapper à notre conscience, se
soustraire à notre raison, ou défier notre puissance d'expression.»

«La seconde altération est formulée en ces termes: «Le développement
de l'électricité et la formation des étoiles et des

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Text Comparison with Selections from Poe

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xxx), and the selections are reprinted by permission of the publishers, Duffield & Company; this text is followed exactly except for a very few changes in punctuation, not more than five or six in all.
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"Wretches, ye loved her for her wealth and hated her for her pride, And when she fell in feeble health, ye blessed her--that she died! How _shall_ the ritual, then, be read? the requiem how be sung 10 By you--by yours, the evil eye,--by yours, the slanderous tongue That did to death the innocence that died, and died so young?" _Peccanimus_; but rave not thus! and let a Sabbath song Go up to God so solemnly the dead may feel no wrong.
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Vastness, and Age, and Memories of Eld! 10 Silence, and Desolation, and dim Night! I feel ye now, I feel ye in your strength, O spells more sure than e'er Judæan king Taught in the gardens of Gethsemane! O charms more potent than the rapt Chaldee 15 Ever drew down from out the quiet stars! Here, where a hero fell, a column falls! Here, where the mimic eagle glared in gold, A midnight vigil holds the swarthy bat; Here, where the dames of Rome their gilded hair 20 Waved to the wind, now wave the reed and thistle; Here, where on golden throne the monarch lolled, Glides, spectre-like, unto his marble home, Lit by the.
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, 25 Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore:" Merely this and nothing more.
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I paused, I looked, And in an instant all things disappeared.
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Do not forget The trivialest point, or you may lose your labor: And yet there is in this no Gordian knot 10 Which one might not undo without a sabre, If one could merely comprehend the plot.
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The brother had been led to his resolution (so he told me) by consideration of the unusual character of the malady of the deceased, of certain obtrusive and eager inquiries on the part of her medical men, and of the remote and exposed situation of the burial-ground of the family.
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To be brief upon a vile topic, none of the low finesse was omitted, so customary upon similar occasions that it is a just matter for wonder how any are still found so besotted as to fall its victim.
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Glendinning had been represented to my eager inquiries as immeasurably wealthy; and the sums which he had as yet lost, although in themselves vast, could not, I supposed, very seriously annoy, much less so violently affect him.
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Villain!--at Rome, with how untimely, yet with how spectral an officiousness, stepped he in between me and my ambition! At Vienna, too--at Berlin--and at Moscow! Where, in truth, had I _not_ bitter cause to curse him within my heart? From his inscrutable tyranny did I at length flee, panic-stricken, as from a pestilence; and to the very ends of the earth _I fled in vain.
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Now I could not account for this difference except by supposing that the roughened fragments were the only ones which had been _completely absorbed_--that the others had entered the whirl at so late a period of the tide, or, from some reason, had descended so slowly after entering, that they did not reach the bottom before the turn of the flood came, or of the ebb, as the case might be.
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"The result was precisely what I had hoped it might be.
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There were sharp pains, and sudden dizziness, and then profuse bleeding at the pores, with dissolution.
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In the utmost recesses of this coppice, not far from the eastern or more remote end of the island, Legrand had built himself a small hut, which he occupied when I first, by mere accident, made his acquaintance.
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As the evening wore away he became more and more absorbed in revery, from which no sallies of mine could arouse him.
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In this latter science it is very usually _un_true that the aggregated parts are equal to the whole.
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Perhaps he means, "Is there any solace after death?" or "Is there any solace either in this world or the next?" 93.
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The name is found as in "An Enigma," by reading the first letter of the first line, the second of the second, and so on.
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" 71.
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