First Project Gutenberg Collection of Edgar Allan Poe

By Edgar Allan Poe

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...This is our second experimental effort at cataloguing multiple items in
a single file. In...

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...heart, I stood repeating
"'Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door--
...

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...obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he,
But, with mien of...

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...its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
...

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...yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted--
On this home by Horror haunted--tell...

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...had long devastated the country. No pestilence had
ever been so fatal, or so hideous....

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...There was a
sharp turn at every twenty or thirty yards, and at each turn a...

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...the musicians of the orchestra were
constrained to pause, momentarily, in their performance, to harken to
the...

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...is silent save the voice of the clock. The dreams are
stiff-frozen as they stand....

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...equally jests,
there are matters of which no jest can be made. The whole company,
indeed,...

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...from the
first, through the blue chamber to the purple--through the purple to
the green--through the green...

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...will. I continued, as was my wont, to
smile in his face, and he did...

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...Amontillado."

Thus speaking, Fortunato possessed himself of my arm. Putting on a mask
of black silk, and...

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...your long life."

He again took my arm, and we proceeded.

"These vaults," he said, "are extensive."

"The...

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...point a mound of some size. Within the
wall thus exposed by the displacing of...

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...and then I heard the furious vibrations of the chain. The
noise lasted for several...

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...the
bells. My heart grew sick on account of the dampness of the catacombs.
I hastened...