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Edgar Allan Poe. Tales of the Grotesque and Arabesque Vol. 2
Tales of the Grotesque and Arabesque Vol. 2
Table of Contents
EPIMANES
SIOPE. A FABLE [IN THE MANNER OF THE PSYCHOLOGICAL AUTOBIOGRAPHISTS.]
HANS PHAALL
A TALE OF JERUSALEM
VON JUNG
LOSS OF BREATH
METZENGERSTEIN
BERENICE
WHY THE LITTLE FRENCHMAN WEARS HIS HAND IN A SLING
THE VISIONARY
THE CONVERSATION OF EIROS AND CHARMION
APPENDIX
THE END
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Edgar Allan Poe
Published by Good Press, 2021
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Yes--undoubtedly. The king has ordered some novel spectacle--some gladiatorial exhibition at the Hippodrome--or perhaps the massacre of the Scythian prisoners--or the conflagration of his new palace--or the tearing down of a handsome temple--or, indeed, a bonfire of a few Jews. The uproar increases. Shouts of laughter ascend the skies. The air becomes dissonant with wind instruments, and horrible with the clamor of a million throats. Let us descend, for the love of fun, and see what is going on. This way--be careful. Here we are in the principal street, which is called the street of Timarchus. The sea of people is coming this way, and we shall find a difficulty in stemming the tide. They are pouring through the alley of Heraclides, which leads directly from the palace--therefore the king is most probably among the rioters. Yes--I hear the shouts of the herald proclaiming his approach in the pompous phraseology of the East. We shall have a glimpse of his person as he passes by the temple of Ashimah. Let us ensconce ourselves in the vestibule of the sanctuary--he will be here anon. In the meantime let us survey this image. What is it? Oh, it is the god Ashimah in proper person. You perceive, however, that he is neither a lamb, nor a goat, nor a satyr--neither has he much resemblance to the Pan of the Arcadians. Yet all these appearances have been given--I beg pardon--will be given by the learned of future ages to the Ashimah of the Syrians. Put on your spectacles, and tell me what it is. What is it?
