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It grew louder— louder—louder! And still the men chatted
pleasantly, and smiled (page 21) Frontispiece
The wall was now nearly upon a level with my breast. Unsheathing my rapier, I began to grope with it about the recess 40
Tripetta advanced to the monarch’s seat, and, falling on her knees before him, implored him to spare her friend 54
The victorious Legs rushed out with her into the street, followed by the redoubtable Hugh Tarpaulin 82
At length for my seared and writhing body there was no longer an inch of foothold on the firm floor of the prison 94
The Masqueraders 98
I at length found myself within view of the melancholy House of Usher 112
“He turned suddenly to regard his beloved:—She was dead! 128
She came and departed as a shadow 162
About this valley roamed I with Eleonora 174
Their grey hairs streamed terribly in the tempest 192
The young Metzengerstein seemed riveted to the saddle of that colossal horse 226


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1. I walked vigorously—faster—still faster—at length I ran 14
2. A Descent into the Maelstrom 34
3. “I drink,” he said, “to the buried that repose around us.” “And I to your long life” 38

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