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During the whole of 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 the horseback, through singularly dreary tract
of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew
on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher...
Edgar Allan Poe. "The Fall of the House
of Usher"
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During the whole of 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 the horseback, through singularly dreary tract
of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew
on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher...
Edgar Allan Poe. "The Fall of the House of Usher" |