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The Oval Portrait

short story by Edgar Allan Poe

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“He turned suddenly to regard his beloved:—She was dead!” (English)
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The Oval Portrait (English)
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Le Portrait ovale (French)
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El retrato oval (Spanish)
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La ovala portreto (Esperanto)
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Oválná podobizna (Czech)
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Овальний портрет (Ukrainian)
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Овални портрет (Serbian)
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1842
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Oval portrait poe mt.ogg
11 min 14 s; 5.32 MB
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The chateau into which my valet had ventured to make forcible entrance, rather than permit me, in my desperately wounded condition, to pass a night in the open air, was one of those piles of commingled gloom and grandeur which have so long frowned among the Appenines, not less in fact than in the fancy of Mrs. Radcliffe. (English)
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“And then the brush was given, and then the tint was placed; and, for one moment, the painter stood entranced before the work which he had wrought; but in the next, while he yet gazed, he grew tremulous and very pallid, and aghast, and crying with a loud voice, ‘This is indeed Life itself!’ turned suddenly to regard his beloved:—She was dead!” (English)
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The Oval Portrait
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