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		<title>The City in the Sea</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2011 04:38:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1831 Lo! Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city lying alone Far down within the dim West, Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best Have gone to their eternal rest. There shrines and palaces and towers (Time-eaten towers that tremble not!) Resemble nothing that is ours. Around, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eureka #7</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Dec 2011 04:37:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Let us now, expanding our conceptions, look upon each of these system as in itself an atom; which in fact it is, when we consider it as but one of the countless myriads of systems which constitute the Universe. Regarding all, then, as but colossal atoms, each with the same ineradicable tendency to Unity which [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Gold Bug #11</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Dec 2011 04:37:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;I reflected that it had been a point with the writer to run his words together without division, so as to increase the difficulty of solution. Now, a not overacute man, in pursuing such an object, would be nearly certain to overdo the matter. When, in the course of his composition, he arrived at a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Angel of the Odd &#8211; An Extravaganza</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2011 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[IT WAS a chilly November afternoon. I had just consummated an unusually hearty dinner, of which the dyspeptic truffe formed not the least important item, and was sitting alone in the dining–room, with my feet upon the fender, and at my elbow a small table which I had rolled up to the fire, and upon [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Poetic Principle</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Dec 2011 04:00:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[IN SPEAKING of the Poetic Principle, I have no design to be either thorough or profound. While discussing, very much at random, the essentiality of what we call Poetry, my principal purpose will be to cite for consideration, some few of those minor English or American poems which best suit my own taste, or which, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Annabel Lee</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Nov 2011 12:19:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1849 It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Gold Bug #10</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2011 12:18:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Let us assume 8, then, as e. Now, of all words in the language, &#8216;the&#8217; is the most usual; let us see, therefore, whether they are not repetitions of any three characters in the same order of collocation, the last of them being 8. If we discover repetitions of such letters, so arranged, they will [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Why the Little Frenchman Wears His Hand in a Sling</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Oct 2011 12:17:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[IT&#8217;S on my visiting cards sure enough (and it&#8217;s them that&#8217;s all o&#8217; pink satin paper) that inny gintleman that plases may behould the intheristhin words, &#8220;Sir Pathrick O&#8217;Grandison, Barronitt, 39 Southampton Row, Russell Square, Parrish o&#8217; Bloomsbury.&#8221; And shud ye be wantin&#8217; to diskiver who is the pink of purliteness quite, and the laider [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Rationale of Verse</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2011 12:17:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[THE WORD &#8220;Verse&#8221; is here used not in its strict or primitive sense, but as the term most convenient for expressing generally and without pedantry all that is involved in the consideration of rhythm, rhyme, metre, and versification. There is, perhaps, no topic in polite literature which has been more pertinaciously discussed, and there is [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eureka #6</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 04:29:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The radical assumptions of this discourse suggest to me, and in fact imply, certain important modifications of the Nebular Theory as given by Laplace. The efforts of the repulsive power I have considered as made for the purpose of preventing contact among the atoms, and thus as made in the ratio of the approach to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Gold Bug #9</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 04:28:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Here Legrand, having re-heated the parchment, submitted it to my inspection. The following characters were rudely traced, in a red tint, between the death&#8217;s-head and the goat: 53++!305))6*;4826)4+.)4+);806*;48!8`60))85;] 8*:+*8!83(88) 5*!;46(;88*96*?;8)*+(;485);5*! 2:*+(;4956*2(5*-4) 8`8*; 4069285);)6!8) 4++;1 (+9; 48081; 8:8+1;48!85;4) 485!528806*81 (+9;48; (88;4(+?34;48)4+;161;:188;+?; &#8220;But,&#8221; said I, returning him the slip, &#8220;I am as much in the dark as [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Never Bet the Devil Your Head</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2011 04:26:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A Tale With a Moral CON tal que las costumbres de un autor,&#8221; says Don Thomas de las Torres, in the preface to his &#8220;Amatory Poems&#8221; &#8220;sean puras y castas, importo muy poco que no sean igualmente severas sus obras&#8221;– meaning, in plain English, that, provided the morals of an author are pure personally, it [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Philosophy of Composition</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2011 19:17:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[CHARLES DICKENS, in a note now lying before me, alluding to an examination I once made of the mechanism of &#8220;Barnaby Rudge,&#8221; says– &#8220;By the way, are you aware that Godwin wrote his &#8216;Caleb Williams&#8217; backwards? He first involved his hero in a web of difficulties, forming the second volume, and then, for the first, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Bells</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2010 23:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1849 I Hear the sledges with the bells- Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Dreamland</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2010 14:09:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1844 By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule- From a wild clime that lieth, sublime, Out of SPACE- out of TIME. Bottomless vales and boundless floods, And chasms, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Dreams</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 14:08:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1827 Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream! My spirit not awakening, till the beam Of an Eternity should bring the morrow. Yes! tho&#8217; that long dream were of hopeless sorrow, &#8216;Twere better than the cold reality Of waking life, to him whose heart must be, And hath been still, upon the lovely [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Elizabeth</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Jul 2010 14:08:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1850 Elizabeth, it surely is most fit [Logic and common usage so commanding] In thy own book that first thy name be writ, Zeno and other sages notwithstanding; And I have other reasons for so doing Besides my innate love of contradiction; Each poet &#8211; if a poet &#8211; in pursuing The muses thro&#8217; their [...]]]></description>
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		<title>An Enigma</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 14:08:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1848 &#8220;Seldom we find,&#8221; says Solomon Don Dunce, &#8220;Half an idea in the profoundest sonnet. Through all the flimsy things we see at once As easily as through a Naples bonnet- Trash of all trash!- how can a lady don it? Yet heavier far than your Petrarchan stuff- Owl-downy nonsense that the faintest puff Twirls [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Gold Bug #8</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2010 07:31:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;I now scrutinized the death&#8217;s-head with care. Its outer edges — the edges of the drawing nearest the edge of the vellum — were far more distinct than the others. It was clear that the action of the caloric had been imperfect or unequal. I immediately kindled a fire, and subjected every portion of the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eulalie</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2010 14:07:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1845 I dwelt alone In a world of moan, And my soul was a stagnant tide, Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride- Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride. Ah, less- less bright The stars of the night Than the eyes of the radiant girl! That the vapor can [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Evening Star</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2010 14:07:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1827 &#8216;Twas noontide of summer, And mid-time of night; And stars, in their orbits, Shone pale, thro&#8217; the light Of the brighter, cold moon, &#8216;Mid planets her slaves, Herself in the Heavens, Her beam on the waves. I gazed awhile On her cold smile; Too cold- too cold for me- There pass&#8217;d, as a shroud, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Three Sundays in a Week</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Jul 2010 07:28:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[YOU hard–headed, dunder–headed, obstinate, rusty, crusty, musty, fusty, old savage!&#8221; said I, in fancy, one afternoon, to my grand uncle Rumgudgeon– shaking my fist at him in imagination. Only in imagination. The fact is, some trivial discrepancy did exist, just then, between what I said and what I had not the courage to say– between [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Beloved Physician</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Jul 2010 14:07:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The pulse beats ten and intermits; God nerve the soul that ne&#8217;er forgets In calm or storm, by night or day, Its steady toil, its loyalty. [. . . ] [. . . ] The pulse beats ten and intermits; God shield the soul that ne&#8217;er forgets. [. . . ] [. . . ] [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Preface to the Raven and Other Poems</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jul 2010 07:27:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[THESE TRIFLES are collected and republished chiefly with a view to their redemption from the many improvements to which they have been subjected while &#8220;going the rounds of the press.&#8221; I am naturally anxious that if what I have written is to circulate at all, it should circulate as I wrote it. In defence of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Epigram for Wall Street</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Jul 2010 14:06:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ll tell you a plan for gaining wealth, Better than banking, trade or leases — Take a bank note and fold it up, And then you will find your money in creases! This wonderful plan, without danger or loss, Keeps your cash in your hands, where nothing can trouble it; And every time that you [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Deep in earth</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Jun 2010 14:06:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Deep in earth my love is lying     And I must weep alone.]]></description>
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		<title>Improptu</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jun 2010 14:06:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When from your gems of thought I turn To those pure orbs, your heart to learn, I scarce know which to prize most high — The bright i-dea, or the bright dear-eye.]]></description>
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		<title>Eureka #5</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2010 14:25:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I maintain, first, that only in the mode described is it conceivable that Matter could have been diffused so as to fulfil at once the conditions of radiation and of generally equable distribution. I maintain, secondly, that these conditions themselves have been imposed upon me, as necessities, in a train of ratiocination as rigorously logical [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Lines on Ale</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2010 14:05:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Fill with mingled cream and amber,     I will drain that glass again. Such hilarious visions clamber     Through the chamber of my brain — Quaintest thoughts — queerest fancies     Come to life and fade away; What care I how time advances?     I am drinking ale today.]]></description>
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		<title>The Gold Bug #7</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2010 14:25:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;When you had gone, and when Jupiter was fast asleep, I betook myself to a more methodical investigation of the affair. In the first place I considered the manner in which the parchment had come into my possession. The spot where we discovered the scarabaeus was on the coast of the main land, about a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Spiritual Song</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jun 2010 14:04:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hark, echo! — Hark; echo!     &#8216;Tis the sound Of archangels, in happiness wrapt]]></description>
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		<title>To Isaac Lea</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Jun 2010 14:04:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was my choice or chance or curse To adopt the cause for better or worse And with my worldly goods &#038; wit And soul &#038; body worship it]]></description>
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		<title>The Facts in the Case of M. Valdemar</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jun 2010 14:24:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[OF course I shall not pretend to consider it any matter for wonder, that the extraordinary case of M. Valdemar has excited discussion. It would have been a miracle had it not–especially under the circumstances. Through the desire of all parties concerned, to keep the affair from the public, at least for the present, or [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Divine Right of Kings</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 14:04:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[THE only king by right divine Is Ellen King, and were she mine I&#8217;d strive for liberty no more, But hug the glorious chains I wore. Her bosom is an ivory throne, Where tyrant virtue reigns alone; No subject vice dare interfere, To check the power that governs here. O! would she deign to rule [...]]]></description>
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		<title>To Octavia</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2010 14:03:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When wit, and wine, and friends have met And laughter crowns the festive hour In vain I struggle to forget Still does my heart confess thy power             And fondly turn to thee! But Octavia, do not strive to rob My heart of all that soothes its pain The mournful hope that every throb             [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Devil in the Belfry</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2010 14:23:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[What o'clock is it? Old Saying. EVERYBODY knows, in a general way, that the finest place in the world is– or, alas, was– the Dutch borough of Vondervotteimittiss. Yet as it lies some distance from any of the main roads, being in a somewhat out–of–the–way situation, there are perhaps very few of my readers who [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Latin Hymn</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2010 14:02:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mille, mille, mille Mille, mille, mille Decollavimus, unus homo! Mille, mille, mille, mille, decollavimus! Mille, mille, mille! Vivat qui mille mille occidit! Tantum vini habet nemo Quantum sanguinis effudit! — which may be thus paraphrased. A thousand, a thousand, a thousand! A thousand, a thousand, a thousand! We with one warrior have slain. A thousand, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The American Drama</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 May 2010 14:01:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A BIOGRAPHIST of Berryer calls him &#8220;l&#8217;homme qui, dans ses description, demande le plus grande quantite possible d&#8217; antithese,&#8221;– but that ever–recurring topic, the decline of the drama, seems to have consumed of late more of the material in question than would have sufficed for a dozen prime ministers– even admitting them to be French. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Alone</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 14:00:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1830 From childhood&#8217;s hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Gold Bug #6</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2010 13:59:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[At sight of these the joy of Jupiter could scarcely be restrained, but the countenance of his master wore an air of extreme disappointment. He urged us, however, to continue our exertions, and the words were hardly uttered when I stumbled and fell forward, having caught the toe of my boot in a large ring [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Mesmeric Revelation</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 May 2010 13:59:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[WHATEVER doubt may still envelop the rationale of mesmerism, its startling facts are now almost universally admitted. Of these latter, those who doubt, are your mere doubters by profession– an unprofitable and disreputable tribe. There can be no more absolute waste of time than the attempt to prove, at the present day, that man, by [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poetry by Edgar A. Poe</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Apr 2010 14:05:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last night, with many cares and toils oppress&#8217;d Weary, I laid me on a couch to rest —]]></description>
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		<title>Four Beasts in One &#8211; The Homo-Cameleopard</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 13:58:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Chacun a ses vertus. CREBILLON'S Xerxes. ANTIOCHUS EPIPHANES is very generally looked upon as the Gog of the prophet Ezekiel. This honor is, however, more properly attributable to Cambyses, the son of Cyrus. And, indeed, the character of the Syrian monarch does by no means stand in need of any adventitious embellishment. His accession to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Coliseum</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2010 14:01:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1833 Type of the antique Rome! Rich reliquary Of lofty contemplation left to Time By buried centuries of pomp and power! At length- at length- after so many days Of weary pilgrimage and burning thirst, (Thirst for the springs of lore that in thee lie,) I kneel, an altered and an humble man, Amid thy [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Hawthorne&#8217; Twice-Told Tales</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Apr 2010 13:48:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Nathaniel Hawthorne. James Munroe &#38; Co.: Boston WE HAVE always regarded the Tale (using this word in its popular acceptation) as affording the best prose opportunity for display of the highest talent. It has peculiar advantages which the novel does not admit. It is, of course, a far finer field than the essay. It [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eureka #4</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Apr 2010 16:19:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The process of thought, at this point, may be thus roughly sketched: — I say to myself — “Unity, as I have explained it, is a truth; I feel it. Diffusion is a truth; I see it. Radiation, by which alone these two truths are reconciled, is a consequent truth; I perceive it. Equability of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter VI</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Apr 2010 16:17:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The character of the country through which we had passed for the last two or three days was cheerless in comparison with that to which we had been accustomed. In general it was more level; the timber being more abundant on the skirts of the stream, with little or none at all in the distance. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Gold Bug #5</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2010 16:00:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Here was a long pause. At length the negro asked, &#8220;Is de lef&#8217; eye of de skull pon de same side as de lef&#8217; hand of de skull, too? — cause de skull ain&#8217;t got not a bit ob a hand at all — nebber mind! I got de lef&#8217; eye now — here de [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter 6 of The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Mar 2010 15:59:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The leading particulars of this narration were all that Augustus communicated to me while we remained near the box. It was not until afterward that he entered fully into all the details. He was apprehensive of being missed, and I was wild with impatience to leave my detested place of confinement. We resolved to make [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Some Words with a Mummy</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2010 15:59:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[THE SYMPOSIUM of the preceding evening had been a little too much for my nerves. I had a wretched headache, and was desperately drowsy. Instead of going out therefore to spend the evening as I had proposed, it occurred to me that I could not do a wiser thing than just eat a mouthful of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Hop-Frog or the Eight Chained Ourang-Outangs</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2010 15:59:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I NEVER knew anyone so keenly alive to a joke as the king was. He seemed to live only for joking. To tell a good story of the joke kind, and to tell it well, was the surest road to his favor. Thus it happened that his seven ministers were all noted for their accomplishments [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Loss of Breath</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Feb 2010 15:58:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A Tale Neither In nor Out of "Blackwood" O Breathe not, etc. Moore's Melodies THE MOST notorious ill–fortune must in the end yield to the untiring courage of philosophy– as the most stubborn city to the ceaseless vigilance of an enemy. Shalmanezer, as we have it in holy writings, lay three years before Samaria; yet [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ballads and Other Poems</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Feb 2010 15:57:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, author of &#8220;Voices of the Night,&#8221; &#8220;Hyperion,&#8221; &#38;c. Second edition. John Owen, Cambridge. &#8220;IL Y A A PARIER,&#8221; says Chamfort, &#8220;que toute idee publique, toute convention recue, est une sottise, car elle a convenu au plus grand notore.&#8221;– One would be safe in wagering that any given public idea is erroneous, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eldorado</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2010 16:19:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1849 Gaily bedight, A gallant knight, In sunshine and in shadow, Had journeyed long, Singing a song, In search of Eldorado. But he grew old- This knight so bold- And o&#8217;er his heart a shadow Fell as he found No spot of ground That looked like Eldorado. And, as his strength Failed him at length, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eureka #3</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 17:47:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Discarding now the two equivocal terms, “gravitation” and “electricity,” let us adopt the more definite expressions, “Attraction”  and “Repulsion.”  The former is the body, the latter the soul; the one is the material, the other the spiritual, principle of the Universe. No other principles exist. All phenomena are referable to one, or to the other, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Valentine</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 04:20:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1846 For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes, Brightly expressive as the twins of Leda, Shall find her own sweet name, that nestling lies Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader. Search narrowly the lines!- they hold a treasure Divine- a talisman- an amulet That must be worn at heart. Search well the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Al Aaraaf</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Feb 2010 16:03:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1829 PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty&#8217;s eye, As in those gardens where the day Springs from the gems of Circassy- O! nothing earthly save the thrill Of melody in woodland rill- Or (music of the passion-hearted) Joy&#8217;s voice so peacefully departed That like the murmur in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter V of The Journal of Julius Rodman</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Feb 2010 17:35:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[April 10, 1792. The weather was now again most delicious, and revived our spirits exceedingly. The sun began to have power, and the river was quite free of ice, so the Indians assured us, for a hundred miles ahead. We bade adieu to Little Snake (a chief of the Ricarees who had shown the voyagers [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Gold Bug #4</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Jan 2010 17:33:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The natural platform to which we had clambered was thickly overgrown with brambles, through which we soon discovered that it would have been impossible to force our way but for the scythe; and Jupiter, by direction of his master, proceeded to clear for us a path to the foot of an enormously tall tulip-tree, which [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter 5 of The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:33:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[For some minutes after the cook had left the forecastle, Augustus abandoned himself to despair, never hoping to leave the berth alive. He now came to the resolution of acquainting the first of the men who should come down with my situation, thinking it better to let me take my chance with the mutineers than [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The System of Dr. Tarr and Prof. Fether</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Jan 2010 17:30:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[DURING the autumn of 18—, while on a tour through the extreme southern provinces of France, my route led me within a few miles of a certain Maison de Sante or private mad–house, about which I had heard much in Paris from my medical friends. As I had never visited a place of the kind, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Pit and the Pendulum</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Jan 2010 17:28:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Impia tortorum longos hic turba furores Sanguinis innocui, non satiata, aluit. Sospite nunc patria, fracto nunc funeris antro, Mors ubi dira fuit vita salusque patent. (Quatrain composed for the gates of a market to he erected upon the site of the Jacobin Club House at Paris.) I WAS sick —sick unto death with that long [...]]]></description>
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		<title>King Pest</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 17:25:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A Tale Containing an Allegory The gods do bear and will allow in kings The things which they abhor in rascal routes. Buckhurst's Tragedy of Ferrex and Porrex. ABOUT twelve o'clock, one night in the month of October, and during the chivalrous reign of the third Edward, two seamen belonging to the crew of the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Exordium</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 17:22:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[Graham's Magazine, January, 1842] IN Commencing, with the New Year, a New Volume, we shall be permitted to say a very few words by way of exordium to our usual chapter of Reviews, or, as we should prefer calling them, of Critical Notices. Yet we speak not for the sake of the exordium, but because [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eureka #2</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 10:22:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Let us begin, then, at once, with that merest of words, “Infinity.” This, like “God,” “spirit,” and some other expressions of which the equivalents exist in all languages, is by no means the expression of an idea, but of an effort at one. It stands for the possible attempt at an impossible conception. Man needed [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter IV of The Journal of Julius Rodman</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 10:19:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We left our travellers, on the fifth of September, apprehending a present attack from the Sioux. Exaggerated accounts of the ferocity of this tribe had inspired the party with an earnest wish to avoid them; but the tale told by the friendly Ponca made it evident that a collision must take place. The night voyages [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter 4 of The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Dec 2009 10:19:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The brig put to sea, as I had supposed, in about an hour after he had left the watch. This was on the twentieth of June. It will be remembered that I had then been in the hold for three days; and, during this period, there was so constant a bustle on board, and so [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Thousand-and-Second Tale of Scheherazade</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 10:19:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Truth is stranger than fiction.--OLD SAYING. HAVING had occasion, lately, in the course of some Oriental investigations, to consult the Tellmenow Isitsoornot, a work which (like the Zohar of Simeon Jochaides) is scarcely known at all, even in Europe; and which has never been quoted, to my knowledge, by any American– if we except, perhaps, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Landscape Garden</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 10:18:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The garden like a lady fair was cut That lay as if she slumbered in delight, And to the open skies her eyes did shut; The azure fields of heaven were 'sembled right In a large round set with flow'rs of light: The flowers de luce and the round sparks of dew That hung upon [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Spectacles</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 10:18:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[MANY years ago, it was the fashion to ridicule the idea of &#8220;love at first sight;&#8221; but those who think, not less than those who feel deeply, have always advocated its existence. Modern discoveries, indeed, in what may be termed ethical magnetism or magnetoesthetics, render it probable that the most natural, and, consequently, the truest [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Man of the Crowd</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 10:18:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ce grand malheur, de ne pouvoir etre seul. LA BRUYERE. IT WAS well said of a certain German book that &#8220;er lasst sich nicht lesen&#8221;– it does not permit itself to be read. There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told. Men die nightly in their beds, wringing the hands of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Gold Bug #3</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 10:17:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Him syfe, massa, and spade.&#8221; &#8220;Very true; but what are they doing here?&#8221; &#8220;Him de syfe and de spade what Massa Will sis pon my buying for him in de town, and de debbil&#8217;s own lot of money I had to gib for em.&#8221; But what, in the name of all that is mysterious, is [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Metzengerstein</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 10:16:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Pestis eram vivus - moriens tua mors ero. Martin Luther HORROR and fatality have been stalking abroad in all ages. Why then give a date to this story I have to tell? Let it suffice to say, that at the period of which I speak, there existed, in the interior of Hungary, a settled although [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Man That Was Used Up</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 10:16:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A Tale of the Late Bugaboo and Kickapoo Campaign Pleurez, pleurez, mes yeux, et fondez vous en eau! La moitie de ma vie a mis l'autre au tombeau.--CORNEILLE I CANNOT just now remember when or where I first made the acquaintance of that truly fine–looking fellow, Brevet Brigadier General John A. B. C. Smith. Some [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Quacks of Helicon</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 10:14:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A Satire. By L. A. Wilmer A SATIRE, professedly such, at the present day, and especially by an American writer, is a welcome novelty indeed. We have really done very little in the line upon this side of the Atlantic– nothing certainly of importance– Trumbull&#8217;s clumsy poem and Halleck&#8217;s &#8220;Croakers&#8221; to the contrary notwithstanding. Some [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eureka #1</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 19:09:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[AN ESSAY ON THE MATERIAL AND SPIRITUAL UNIVERSE. IT is with humility really unassumed — it is with a sentiment even of awe — that I pen the opening sentence of this work; for of all conceivable subjects, I approach the reader with the most solemn, the most comprehensive, the most difficult, the most august. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter III of The Journal of Julius Rodman</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 19:07:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Having reached the mouth of the river Platte, our voyagers encamped for three days, during which they were busily occupied in drying and airing their goods and provisions, making new oars and poles, and repairing the birch canoe, which had sustained material injury. The hunters brought in an abundance of game, with which the boats [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Gold Bug #2</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 19:06:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[He received the paper very peevishly, and was about to crumple it, apparently to throw it in the fire, when a casual glance at the design seemed suddenly to rivet his attention. In an instant his face grew violently red — in another as excessively pale. For some minutes he continued to scrutinize the drawing [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter 3 of The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 19:06:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The thought instantly occurred to me that the paper was a note from Augustus, and that some unaccountable accident having happened to prevent his relieving me from my dungeon, he had devised this method of acquainting me with the true state of affairs. Trembling with eagerness, I now commenced another search for my phosphorus matches [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Descent into the Maelstrom</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 19:05:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The ways of God in Nature, as in Providence, are not as our ways; nor are the models that we frame any way commensurate to the vastness, profundity, and unsearchableness of His works, which have a depth in them greater than the well of Democritus. Joseph Glanville. WE had now reached the summit of the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Morning on the Wissahiccon</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 19:05:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[THE NATURAL scenery of America has often been contrasted, in its general features as well as in detail, with the landscape of the Old World– more especially of Europe– and not deeper has been the enthusiasm, than wide the dissension, of the supporters of each region. The discussion is one not likely to be soon [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Sphinx</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 19:04:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[DURING the dread reign of the Cholera in New York, I had accepted the invitation of a relative to spend a fortnight with him in the retirement of his cottage ornee on the banks of the Hudson. We had here around us all the ordinary means of summer amusement; and what with rambling in the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Tell-Tale Heart</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 19:03:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[TRUE! —nervous —very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that 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 [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Tale of the Ragged Mountains</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2009 19:03:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[DURING the fall of the year 1827, while residing near Charlottesville, Virginia, I casually made the acquaintance of Mr. Augustus Bedloe. This young gentleman was remarkable in every respect, and excited in me a profound interest and curiosity. I found it impossible to comprehend him either in his moral or his physical relations. Of his [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bon-Bon</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 19:01:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Quand un bon vin meuble mon estomac Je suis plus savant que Balzac- Plus sage que Pibrac; Mon brass seul faisant l'attaque De la nation Coseaque, La mettroit au sac; De Charon je passerois le lac En dormant dans son bac, J'irois au fier Eac, Sans que mon coeur fit tic ni tac, Premmer du [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Old Curiosity Shop</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 19:01:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[THE OLD CURIOSITY SHOP, AND OTHER TALES By Charles Dickens, With Numerous Illustrations by Cattermole and Browne. Philadelphia: Lea &#38; Blanchard. MASTER HUMPHEREY'S CLOCK By Charles Dickens. (Boz.) With Ninty-one Illustrations by George Cattermole and Hablot Browne. Philadelphia: Lea &#38; Blanchard. WHAT WE here give [the above titles] is the duplicate title, on two separate [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter II of The Journal of Julius Rodman</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 14:07:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Being an account of the first passage across the Rocky Mountains of North America ever achieved by civilzed man After the death of my father, and both sisters, I took no farther interest in our plantation at the Point, and sold it, at a complete sacrifice, to M. Junôt. I had often thought of trapping [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Sleeper</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 13:50:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1831 At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon. An opiate vapor, dewy, dim, Exhales from out her golden rim, And, softly dripping, drop by drop, Upon the quiet mountain top, Steals drowsily and musically Into the universal valley. The rosemary nods upon the grave; The lily lolls upon the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Gold Bug #1</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 13:35:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[What ho! what ho! this fellow is dancing mad! He hath been bitten by the Tarantula. — All in the Wrong. MANY years ago, I contracted an intimacy with a Mr. William Legrand. He was of an ancient Huguenot family, and had once been wealthy; but a series of misfortunes had reduced him to want. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter 2 of The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 13:03:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[In no affairs of mere prejudice, pro or con, do we deduce inferences with entire certainty, even from the most simple data. It might be supposed that a catastrophe such as I have just related would have effectually cooled my incipient passion for the sea. On the contrary, I never experienced a more ardent longing [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ms. Found in a Bottle</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2009 12:57:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Qui n'a plus qu'un moment a vivre N'a plus rien a dissimuler. --Quinault --Atys. OF my country and of my family I have little to say. Ill usage and length of years have driven me from the one, and estranged me from the other. Hereditary wealth afforded me an education of no common order, and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Landor&#8217;s Cottage</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2009 12:55:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A Pendant to &#8220;The Domain of Arnheim&#8221; DURING A pedestrian trip last summer, through one or two of the river counties of New York, I found myself, as the day declined, somewhat embarrassed about the road I was pursuing. The land undulated very remarkably; and my path, for the last hour, had wound about and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Mystification</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 12:48:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Slid, if these be your &#8220;passados&#8221; and &#8220;montantes,&#8221; I&#8217;ll have none o&#8217; them.&#8221;&#8211; NED KNOWLES. THE BARON RITZNER VON JUNG was a noble Hungarian family, every member of which (at least as far back into antiquity as any certain records extend) was more or less remarkable for talent of some description– the majority for that [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Black Cat</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 12:46:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[FOR the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect nor solicit belief. Mad indeed would I be to expect it, in a case where my very senses reject their own evidence. Yet, mad am I not —and very surely do I not dream. But to–morrow I die, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Berenice</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 12:44:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dicebant mihi sodales, si sepulchrum amicae visitarem, curas meas aliquantulum fore levatas. --Ebn Zaiat. MISERY is manifold. The wretchedness of earth is multiform. Overreaching the wide horizon as the rainbow, its hues are as various as the hues of that arch, —as distinct too, yet as intimately blended. Overreaching the wide horizon as the rainbow! [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Cask of Amontillado</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2009 12:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[THE thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that gave utterance to a threat. At length I would be avenged; this was a point definitely, settled —but the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Tale of Jerusalem</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 12:17:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Intensos rigidam in frontem ascendere canos Passus erat Lucan --a bristly bore. Translation &#8220;LET us hurry to the walls,&#8221; said Abel–Phittim to Buzi–Ben–Levi and Simeon the Pharisee, on the tenth day of the month Thammuz, in the year of the world three thousand nine hundred and forty–one– &#8220;let us hasten to the ramparts adjoining the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bryant&#8217;s Poems</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 11:57:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[MR. BRYANT&#8217;S poetical reputation, both at home and abroad, is greater, we presume, than that of any other American. British critics have frequently awarded him high praise, and here, the public press have been unanimous in approbation. We can call to mind no dissenting voice. Yet the nature, and, most especially the manner, of the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter 1 of The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 13:35:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[MY name is Arthur Gordon Pym. My father was a respectable trader in sea–stores at Nantucket, where I was born. My maternal grandfather was an attorney in good practice. He was fortunate in every thing, and had speculated very successfully in stocks of the Edgarton New Bank, as it was formerly called. By these and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Preface of Eureka</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Mar 2009 14:26:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[WITH VERY PROFOUND RESPECT, This Work is Dedicated TO ALEXANDER VON HUMBOLDT. To the few who love me and whom I love — to those who feel rather than to those who think — to the dreamers and those who put faith in dreams as in the only realities — I offer this book of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter I &#8211; Introductory of The Journal of Julius Rodman</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Mar 2009 14:00:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Being an account of the first passage across the Rocky Mountains of North America ever achieved by civilzed man What we must consider an unusual piece of good fortune has enabled us to present our readers, under this head, with a narrative of very remarkable character, and certainly of very deep interest. The Journal which [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Balloon-Hoax</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 13:34:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ASTOUNDING NEWS BY EXPRESS, VIA NORFOLK!– The Atlantic Crossed in Three Days!– Signal Triumph of Mr. Monck Mason&#8217;s Flying Machine!– Arrival at Sullivan&#8217;s Island, near Charlestown, S. C., of Mr. Mason, Mr. Robert Holland, Mr. Henson, Mr. Harrison Ainsworth, and four others, in the Steering Balloon, Victoria, after a Passage of Seventy–five Hours from Land [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Few Words on Etiquette</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2009 14:27:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[IT is a matter of some slight surprise to me that in these days, full of improvement as they have been and certainly are, the science of etiquette should be so little cultivated by the mass of the people. I have, therefore, in an idle moment, ventured to lay down the following suggestions for a [...]]]></description>
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