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“Her decease,” he said, with a bitterness which I can never forget, “would leave him (him the hopeless and the frail) the last of the ancient race of the Ushers.”
The writer spoke of an acute bodily illness--a mental disorder which oppressed him--
I reined my horse to the precipitous brink of a black and lurid tarn that la in unruffled lustre by the dwelling, and gazed down—but with a shud- der even more thrilling than before
We painted and read together; or I listened, as if in a dream, to the wild impro- visations of his speaking guitar.
a low moaning cry, fell heavily inward upon the person of her brother, and in her violent and now final death-agonies, bore him to the floor a corpse, and a victim to the terrors he had anticipated.
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