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the works of edgar allan poe-3-第62章

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from some invisible spring in the atmosphere of the room; three or
four large drops of a brilliant and ruby colored fluid。 If this I saw
 not so Rowena。 She swallowed the wine unhesitatingly; and I
forbore to speak to her of a circumstance which must; after all; I
considered; have been but the suggestion of a vivid imagination;
rendered morbidly active by the terror of the lady; by the opium; and
by the hour。

Yet I cannot conceal it from my own perception that; immediately
subsequent to the fall of the ruby…drops; a rapid change for the
worse took place in the disorder of my wife; so that; on the third
subsequent night; the hands of her menials prepared her for the tomb;
and on the fourth; I sat alone; with her shrouded body; in that
fantastic chamber which had received her as my bride。  Wild
visions; opium…engendered; flitted; shadow…like; before me。 I gazed
with unquiet eye upon the sarcophagi in the angles of the room; upon
the varying figures of the drapery; and upon the writhing of the
parti…colored fires in the censer overhead。 My eyes then fell; as I
called to mind the circumstances of a former night; to the spot
beneath the glare of the censer where I had seen the faint traces of
the shadow。 It was there; however; no longer; and breathing with
greater freedom; I turned my glances to the pallid and rigid figure
upon the bed。 Then rushed upon me a thousand memories of Ligeia 
and then came back upon my heart; with the turbulent violence of a
flood; the whole of that unutterable wo with which I had regarded her
thus enshrouded。 The night waned; and still; with a bosom full of
bitter thoughts of the one only and supremely beloved; I remained
gazing upon the body of Rowena。

It might have been midnight; or perhaps earlier; or later; for I had
taken no note of time; when a sob; low; gentle; but very distinct;
startled me from my revery。  I felt that it came from the bed of
ebony  the bed of death。 I listened in an agony of superstitious
terror  but there was no repetition of the sound。 I strained my
vision to detect any motion in the corpse  but there was not the
slightest perceptible。 Yet I could not have been deceived。 I had
heard the noise; however faint; and my soul was awakened within me。 I
resolutely and perseveringly kept my attention riveted upon the body。
Many minutes elapsed before any circumstance occurred tending to
throw light upon the mystery。 At length it became evident that a
slight; a very feeble; and barely noticeable tinge of color had
flushed up within the cheeks; and along the sunken small veins of the
eyelids。 Through a species of unutterable horror and awe; for which
the language of mortality has no sufficiently energetic expression; I
felt my heart cease to beat; my limbs grow rigid where I sat。 Yet a
sense of duty finally operated to restore my self…possession。 I could
no longer doubt that we had been precipitate in our preparations 
that Rowena still lived。 It was necessary that some immediate
exertion be made; yet turret was altogether apart from the portion of
the abbey tenanted by the servants  there were none within call 
I had no means of summoning them to my aid without leaving the room
for many minutes  and this I could not venture to do。 I therefore
struggled alone in my endeavors to call back the spirit ill hovering。
In a short period it was certain; however; that a relapse had taken
place; the color disappeared from both eyelid and cheek; leaving a
wanness even more than that of marble; the lips became doubly
shrivelled and pinched up in the ghastly expression of death; a
repulsive clamminess and coldness overspread rapidly the surface of
the body; and all the usual rigorous illness immediately supervened。
I fell back with a shudder upon the couch from which I had been so
startlingly aroused; and again gave myself up to passionate waking
visions of Ligeia。

An hour thus elapsed when (could it be possible?) I was a second time
aware of some vague sound issuing from the region of the bed。 I
listened  in extremity of horror。 The sound came again  it was a
sigh。 Rushing to the corpse; I saw  distinctly saw  a tremor upon
the lips。 In a minute afterward they relaxed; disclosing a bright
line of the pearly teeth。 Amazement now struggled in my bosom with
the profound awe which had hitherto reigned there alone。 I felt that
my vision grew dim; that my reason wandered; and it was only by a
violent effort that I at length succeeded in nerving myself to the
task which duty thus once more had pointed out。 There was now a
partial glow upon the forehead and upon the cheek and throat; a
perceptible warmth pervaded the whole frame; there was even a slight
pulsation at the heart。 The lady lived; and with redoubled ardor I
betook myself to the task of restoration。 I chafed and bathed the
temples and the hands; and used every exertion which experience; and
no little。 medical reading; could suggest。 But in vain。 Suddenly; the
color fled; the pulsation ceased; the lips resumed the expression of
the dead; and; in an instant afterward; the whole body took upon
itself the icy chilliness; the livid hue; the intense rigidity; the
sunken outline; and all the loathsome peculiarities of that which has
been; for many days; a tenant of the tomb。

And again I sunk into visions of Ligeia  and again; (what marvel
that I shudder while I write;) again there reached my ears a low sob
from the region of the ebony bed。 But why shall I minutely detail the
unspeakable horrors of that night? Why shall I pause to relate how;
time after time; until near the period of the gray dawn; this hideous
drama of revivification was repeated; how each terrific relapse was
only into a sterner and apparently more irredeemable death; how each
agony wore the aspect of a struggle with some invisible foe; and how
each struggle was succeeded by I know not what of wild change in the
personal appearance of the corpse? Let me hurry to a conclusion。

The greater part of the fearful night had worn away; and she who had
been dead; once again stirred  and now more vigorously than
hitherto; although arousing from a dissolution more appalling in its
utter hopelessness than any。 I had long ceased to struggle or to
move; and remained sitting rigidly upon the ottoman; a helpless prey
to a whirl of violent emotions; of which extreme awe was perhaps the
least terrible; the least consuming。 The corpse; I repeat; stirred;
and now more vigorously than before。 The hues of life flushed up with
unwonted energy into the countenance  the limbs relaxed  and;
save that the eyelids were yet pressed heavily together; and that the
bandages and draperies of the grave still imparted their charnel
character to the figure; I might have dreamed that Rowena had indeed
shaken off; utterly; the fetters of Death。 But if this idea was not;
even then; altogether adopted; I could at least doubt no longer;
when; arising from the bed; tottering; with feeble steps; with closed
eyes; and with the manner of one bewildered in a dream; the thing
that was enshrouded advanced boldly and palpably into the middle of
the apartment。

I trembled not  I stirred not  for a crowd of unutterable f
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