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I felt that I must scream or die! --and now --again! --hark! louder! louder! louder! louder! --. "Villains!" I shrieked, " dissemble no more! I admit the deed! --tear up the planks! --here, here! --it is the beating of his hideous heart!" The complete, unabridged text of The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe, with vocabulary words and definitions.
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"The Tell-Tale Heart" is a short story by American writer Edgar Allan Poe, first published in 1843. It is told by an unnamed narrator who endeavors to convince the reader of the narrator's sanity while simultaneously describing a murder the narrator committed.
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The Tell-Tale Heart. Previous Next. 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 hell. How, then, am I mad?
Edgar Allan Poe hard blue eye, and the blood in my body became like ice. Have I not told you that my hearing had become unusually strong? Now I could hear a quick, low, soft sound, like the sound of a clock heard through a wall. It was the beating of the old man’s heart. I tried to stand quietly. But the sound grew louder. The old man’s fear