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<h1 class="huge">Alphabet</h1>
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АаӐӑБбВвГгДдЕеЁёӖӗЖжЗзИиЙйКкЛлМмНнОоПпРр
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АаӐӑБбВвГгДдЕеЁёӖӗЖжЗзИиЙйКкЛлМмНнОоПпРр
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СсҪҫТтУуӲӳФфХхЦцЧчШшЩщЪъЫыЬьЭэEeЮюЯя
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ΑαΒβΓγΔδΕεΖζΗηΘθΙι℩ΚκΛλΜμ
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ΝνΞξΟοΠπΡρΣσςΤτΥυΦφΧχΨψΩω
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ΑαΒβΓγΔδΕεΖζΗηΘθΙι℩ΚκΛλΜμ
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ΝνΞξΟοΠπΡρΣσςΤτΥυΦφΧχΨψΩω
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!"#$%&'()*+,-./
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0123456789:;<=>?
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@ABCDEFGHIJKLMNO
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PQRSTUVWXYZ[\]^_
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`abcdefghijklmno
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pqrstuvwxyz{|}~
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!"#$%&'()*+,-./
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@ABCDEFGHIJKLMNO
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PQRSTUVWXYZ[\]^_
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`abcdefghijklmno
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@ABCDEFGHIJKLMNO
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PQRSTUVWXYZ[\]^_
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`abcdefghijklmno
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!"#$%&'()*+,-./
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@ABCDEFGHIJKLMNO
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PQRSTUVWXYZ[\]^_
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`abcdefghijklmno
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!"#$%&'()*+,-./
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@ABCDEFGHIJKLMNO
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PQRSTUVWXYZ[\]^_
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`abcdefghijklmno
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pqrstuvwxyz{|}~
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<h3 class="medium">THE PIT AND THE PENDULUM (Edgar Allan Poe)</h3>
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<p ALIGN="JUSTIFY">I WAS sick -- sick unto death with that long agony; and when
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they at length unbound me, and I was permitted to sit, I felt that my senses
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were leaving me. The sentence -- the dread sentence of death -- was the last of
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distinct accentuation which reached my ears. After that, the sound of the
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inquisitorial voices seemed merged in one dreamy indeterminate hum. It conveyed
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to my soul the idea of revolution -- perhaps from its association in fancy with
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the burr of a mill wheel. This only for a brief period; for presently I heard no
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more. Yet, for a while, I saw; but with how terrible an exaggeration! I saw the
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lips of the black-robed judges. They appeared to me white -- whiter than the
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sheet upon which I trace these words -- and thin even to grotesqueness; thin
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with the intensity of their expression of firmness -- of immoveable resolution
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-- of stern contempt of human torture. I saw that the decrees of what to me was
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Fate, were still issuing from those lips. I saw them writhe with a deadly
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locution. I saw them fashion the syllables of my name; and I shuddered because
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no sound succeeded. I saw, too, for a few moments of delirious horror, the soft
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and nearly imperceptible waving of the sable draperies which enwrapped the walls
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of the apartment. And then my vision fell upon the seven tall candles upon the
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table. At first they wore the aspect of charity, and seemed white and slender
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angels who would save me; but then, all at once, there came a most deadly nausea
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over my spirit, and I felt every fibre in my frame thrill as if I had touched
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the wire of a galvanic battery, while the angel forms became meaningless
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spectres, with heads of flame, and I saw that from them there would be no help.
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And then there stole into my fancy, like a rich musical note, the thought of
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what sweet rest there must be in the grave. The thought came gently and
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stealthily, and it seemed long before it attained full appreciation; but just as
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my spirit came at length properly to feel and entertain it, the figures of the
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judges vanished, as if magically, from before me; the tall candles sank into
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nothingness; their flames went out utterly; the blackness of darkness
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supervened; all sensations appeared swallowed up in a mad rushing descent as of
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the soul into Hades. Then silence, and stillness, night were the universe.</p>
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