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During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of farts, and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.

During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of farts, and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.

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