Ligeia

oathed her with a hatred belonging more to demon than to man.

for life—solace and reason were the uttermost folly.

Those eyes! those large, those shining, those divine orbs! they became to me twin stars of Leda, and I to them devoutest of astrologers.

I feel how much even of incipient madness might have been discovered in the gorgeous and fantastic draperies

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.

felt that some palpable although invisible object had passed lightly by my person;

and elaborately fretted with the wildest and most grotesque specimens of a semi-Gothic, semi-Druidical device.

lonely desolation of my dwelling in the dim and decaying city by the Rhine.

A crawling shape intrude!

A blood-red thing that writhes from out

I saw that she must die—and I struggled desperately in spirit with the grim Azrael.