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Lord St Vincent's Ghost Story
Sir Walter Scott, writing about the disturbances in the...

With Intent To Steal
To sleep in a lonely barn when the best bedrooms in t...

Lord St Vincent's Ghost Story
Sir Walter Scott, writing about the disturbances in the...

Farm Barn 2 Barn Attachments
It may be expected, perhaps, that in treating so fully ...

The Hypochondriac Gentleman And The Jack-ass
A sober gentleman of very great respectability, who w...

A Man Though Naked May Be In Rags
The coroner rose from his seat and stood beside the dea...

An Episode Of Cathedral History
There was once a learned gentleman who was deputed to...

'the Foul Fords' Or The Longformacus Farrier
"About 1820 there lived a Farrier of the name of Keane ...

Haunted Mrs Chang
Mr. Chang, of that ilk (Chang Chang Tien-ts), was a man...

Farm House 1 Miscellaneous
In regard to the surroundings, and approach to this dwe...





EDGAR ALLAN POE




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...

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Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow; (This--all this--was in the olden Time long ago) And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day, Along th...

Iii
Wanderers in that happy valley Through two luminous windows saw Spirits moving musically To a lute's well tuned law, Round about a throne, where sitting (Porphyrogene!) In state...

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And all with pearl and ruby glowing Was the fair palace door, Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing And sparkling evermore, A troop of Echoes whose sweet duty Was but to sing,...

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And travellers now within that valley, Through the red-litten windows, see Vast forms that move fantastically To a discordant melody; While, like a rapid ghastly river, Through the p...

Door!"
As if in the superhuman energy of his utterance there had been found the potency of a spell--the huge antique panels to which the speaker pointed, threw slowly back, upon the instant, their ponderous and ebony jaws...