A christmas carol in prose being a ghost Story of ChristmasA christmas carol in prose being a ghost Story of Christmas
I have endeavoured in this Ghostly little book, to raise the Ghost of an Idea, which shall not put my readers out of humour with themselves, with each other, with the season, or with me. May it haunt their houses pleasantly
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The tell-tale heartThe tell-tale heart
The disease had sharpened my senses not destroyed not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken!
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It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but onceIt is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once
His is seen in the word "conceive" which the narrator uses to connect to the chosen definition, but Poe uses to also suggest pregnancy and birth
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The Tell-Tale HeartThe Tell-Tale Heart
The disease had sharpened my senses not destroyed not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken!
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Tell Tale Heart by Edgar Allan PoeTell Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe
I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses, not destroyed, not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How then am I mad? Hearken!
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The tell-tale heartThe tell-tale heart
I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses, not destroyed, not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How then am I mad? Hearken!
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The Tell-Tale HeartThe Tell-Tale Heart
I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses, not destroyed, not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How then am I mad? Hearken!
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The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan PoeThe Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe
I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses, not destroyed, notdulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How then am I mad? Hearken!
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