vague
the excitement which now agitated the hypochondriac, might find relief (
history of mental disorder is full of similar anomalies) even
extremeness
folly which
read
Could
judged, indeed,
wild overstrained air of vivacity
he harkened, or apparently harkened,
words
tale,
well have congratulated myself
success
design

I had arrived
well-known portion
story where Ethelred, the hero
Trist, having sought in vain for peaceable admission
dwelling
hermit, proceeds
good an entrance by force
Here,
remembered, the words
narrative run thus:
"And Ethelred, who was by nature of
doughty heart, and who was now mighty withal, on account
powerfulness
wine which he had drunken, waited no longer to hold parley
hermit, who, in sooth, was of an obstinate and maliceful turn, but, feeling the rain upon his shoulders, and fearing the rising
tempest, uplifted his mace outright, and, with blows, made quickly room
plankings
door
gauntleted hand ; and now pulling therewith sturdily, he so cracked, and ripped, and tore all asunder,
noise
dry and hollow-sounding wood alarummed and reverberated
forest
"
termination
sentence I started, and for
moment, paused ;
appeared
(although I at once concluded that my excited fancy had deceived me) - it appeared
that, from some very remote portion
mansion, there came, indistinctly, to my ears, what
, in its exact similarity of character, the echo (but
stifled and dull one certainly)
very cracking and ripping sound which Sir Launcelot had so particularly described
, beyond doubt, the coincidence alone which had arrested my attention ; for, amid the rattling
sashes
casements,
ordinary commingled noises
still increasing storm, the sound, in itself, had nothing, surely, which
interested or disturbed me
I continued the story:
"But the good champion Ethelred, now entering
door, was sore enraged and amazed to perceive no signal
maliceful hermit ; but,
stead thereof,
dragon of
scaly and prodigious demeanor, and of
fiery tongue, which sate in guard before
palace of gold, with
floor of silver ; and
wall there hung
shield of shining brass
legend enwritten -
Who entereth herein,
conqueror hath bin ; Who slayeth the dragon, the shield he shall win;
And Ethelred uplifted his mace, and struck
head
dragon, which fell before him, and gave up his pesty breath, with
shriek so horrid and harsh, and withal so piercing, that Ethelred had fain to close his ears
hands against the dreadful noise of it, the like whereof was never before heard
"
Here again I paused abruptly, and now with
feeling of wild amazement - for there
whatever that,
instance,
actually hear (although from what direction it proceeded
it impossible
)
low and apparently distant, but harsh, protracted, and most unusual screaming or grating sound - the exact counterpart of what my fancy had already conjured up
dragon's unnatural shriek as described
romancer

Oppressed, as I certainly was,
occurrence
second and most extraordinary coincidence, by
thousand conflicting sensations,
wonder and extreme terror were predominant, I still retained sufficient presence of mind to avoid exciting, by any observation, the sensitive nervousness
companion
by no means certain that he had noticed the sounds
; although, assuredly,
strange alteration had,
, taken place
demeanor
From
position fronting my own, he had gradually brought round his chair, so
sit
face
door
chamber ; and thus
but partially perceive his features, although
that his lips trembled
he were murmuring inaudibly
His head had dropped upon his breast - yet
that
not asleep,
wide and rigid opening
eye as I caught
glance of it in profile
The motion
body, too, was at variance
idea - for he rocked from side to side with
gentle yet constant and uniform sway
Having rapidly taken notice of all this, I resumed the narrative of Sir Launcelot, which thus proceeded:
"And now, the champion, having escaped
terrible fury
dragon, bethinking himself
brazen shield, and
breaking up
enchantment
upon it, removed the carcass from
way before him, and approached valorously over the silver pavement
castle to where the shield was
wall ; which in sooth tarried not
full coming, but fell down at his feet
silver floor, with
mighty great and terrible ringing sound
"
No sooner had these syllables passed my lips, than -
shield of brass had indeed,
moment, fallen heavily upon
floor of silver - I became aware of
distinct, hollow, metallic, and clangorous, yet apparently muffled reverberation
Completely unnerved, I leaped to my feet ; but the measured rocking movement of Usher was undisturbed
I rushed
chair
he sat
His eyes were bent fixedly before him, and throughout his whole countenance there reigned
stony rigidity
But, as I placed my hand upon his shoulder, there came
strong shudder over his whole person ;
sickly smile quivered about his lips ; and
that he spoke in
low, hurried, and gibbering murmur,
unconscious
presence
Bending closely over him, I
drank
hideous import
words

"Not hear it ? - yes, I hear it,
heard it
Long - long - long - many minutes, many hours, many days, have I heard it - yet I dared not - oh, pity me, miserable wretch that
! - I dared not - I dared not speak !
put her living
tomb ! Said I not that my senses were acute ? I now tell you that I heard her first feeble movements
hollow coffin
I heard them - many, many
- yet I dared not - I dared not speak ! And now - to-night - Ethelred - ha ! ha ! - the breaking
hermit's door,
death-cry
dragon,
clangor
shield ! - say, rather, the rending of her coffin,
grating
iron hinges of her prison, and her struggles
coppered archway
vault ! Oh whither shall I fly ? Will she not be here anon ? Is she not hurrying to upbraid me
haste ? Have I not heard her footstep
stair ? Do I not distinguish that heavy and horrible beating of her heart ? Madman ! " - here he sprang furiously
feet, and shrieked out his syllables,
effort he were giving up his soul - "_Madman ! I tell you that she now stands without the door ! "
superhuman energy
utterance there
found the potency of
spell - the huge antique pannels
speaker pointed, threw slowly back,
instant, their ponderous and ebony jaws
It
work
rushing gust - but then without those doors there did stand the lofty and enshrouded figure
lady Madeline of Usher
blood upon her white robes,
evidence of some bitter struggle upon every portion of her emaciated frame
For
moment she remained trembling and reeling to and fro
threshold - then, with
low moaning cry, fell heavily inward
person of her brother, and in her violent and now final death-agonies, bore him
floor
corpse, and
victim
terrors he had anticipated

chamber, and
mansion, I fled aghast
The storm was still abroad in all its wrath as
myself crossing the old causeway
Suddenly there shot along the path
wild light, and I turned
whence
gleam so unusual
issued ;
vast house and its shadows were alone behind me
The radiance
full, setting, and blood-red moon, which now shone vividly
once barely-discernible fissure,
before spoken as extending
roof
building, in
zigzag direction,
base
While I gazed, this fissure rapidly widened - there came
fierce breath
whirlwind - the entire orb
satellite burst at once upon my sight - my brain reeled as
the mighty walls rushing asunder -
long tumultuous shouting sound like the voice of
thousand waters -
deep and dank tarn at my feet closed sullenly and silently over the fragments
"_House of Usher
"