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The fall of the House of Usher, and, Ligeia / Edgar Allan Poe

dc.contributor Benson, James D. Glendon College York University Toronto Poe, Edgar Allan, 1809-1849
dc.coverage.placeName Harmondsworth 2018-07-27 2019-07-04T09:53:09Z 2019-07-04T09:53:09Z 1838-1839 1988-07-18
dc.identifier ota:1244
dc.description.abstract Partial contents: Ligeia, pp. 110-126 -- The fall of the House of Usher, pp. 138-157
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dc.language English
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dc.publisher University of Oxford
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dc.subject.lcsh Short stories, American -- 19th century
dc.subject.other Short stories
dc.title The fall of the House of Usher, and, Ligeia / Edgar Allan Poe
dc.title.alternative Ligeia, and, The fall of the House of Usher
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The Fall of the house of Usher During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher. I know not how it was -- but, with the first glimpse of the building, a sense of insufferable gloom pervaded my spirit. I say insufferable; for the feeling was unrelieved by any of that half-pleasurable, because poetic sentiment, with which the mind usually receives even the sternest natural images of the desolate or terrible. I looked upon the scene before me -- upon the mere house, and the simple landscape features of the domain -- upon the blank walls -- upon the vacant eye-like windows -- upon a few rank sedges -- and upon a few white trunks of decayed trees -- with an utter depression of soul which I can compare to no ea . . .

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