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posted by elizasmomma
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
''Tis some visitor,' I muttered, 'tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more.'

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow
From my buku surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the Lost Lenore-
For the rare and radiant maiden...
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posted by chloeluvzmiz
TRUE! --nervous --very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will anda say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses --not destroyed --not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily --how calmly I can tell anda the whole story.

It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me hari and night. Object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me....
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As the trio of officers tore at the planks, they soon became acutely aware that lebih than just three lone people were working to get the body out- there was a fourth force, and this force was coming from the undersurface of the floor, where only the supposed corpse lay.
When they should have been seeing simply a hodge podge of gruesome pieces of an elderly man, they instead saw something far worse. They saw the stuff of nightmares as a zombie of sorts comprised of the shredded pieces jumped out at the men and quickly snapped their necks and threw them to the side- for they weren't his intended...
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posted by Vixie79
FOR the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect nor solicit belief. Mad indeed would I be to expect it, in a case where my very senses reject their own evidence. Yet, mad am I not - and very surely do I not dream. But to-morrow I die, and to-day I would unburthen my soul. My immediate purpose is to place before the world, plainly, succinctly, and without comment, a series of mere household events. In their consequences, these events have terrified - have tortured - have destroyed me. Yet I will not attempt to expound them. To me, they have presented little...
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posted by Vixie79
I NEVER knew anyone so keenly alive to a joke as the king was. He seemed to live only for joking. To tell a good story of the joke kind, and to tell it well, was the surest road to his favor. Thus it happened that his seven ministers were all noted for their accomplishments as jokers. They all took after the king, too, in being large, corpulent, oily men, as well as inimitable jokers. Whether people grow fat sejak joking, atau whether there is something in fat itself which predisposes to a joke, I have never been quite able to determine; but certain it is that a lean joker is a rara avis in terris....
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posted by Vixie79
THE "Red Death" had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, atau so hideous. Blood was its Avatar and its meterai -- the redness and the horror of blood. There were sharp pains, and sudden dizziness, and then profuse bleeding at the pores, with dissolution. The scarlet stains upon the body and especially upon the face of the victim, were the pest ban which shut him out from the aid and from the sympathy of his fellow-men. And the whole seizure, progress and termination of the disease, were the incidents of half an hour.

But the Prince Prospero was happy and dauntless and...
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edgar allan poe
the purloined letter
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Greg Knight and Jonathan Rinzler are working on a short film based on several Poe stories. Here's a snippet. anda can make a small donation if you'd like to help out and get your name in the credits. IndieGoGo: <link
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poe peminat-peminat
the black cat
the raven
Dramatic interpretation of Edgar Allan Poe's famous tale of murder and madness.
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tell-tale hati, tengah-tengah
performance
This is a pratonton to our audiobook meets graphic novel meets video. Download the whole video for $2.99. DVD compilation also available on the site (includes "The Cask of Amontillado). Experience Poe like never before- completely unabrided.
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posted by Milah
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow
From my buku surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the Lost Lenore-
For the rare and radiant maiden...
continue reading...