"The Pit and the Pendulum" Quotes
A prisoner struggles to escape from a nightmarish dungeon in Edgar Allan Poe's "The Pit and the Pendulum."
classics | 56 pages | Published in 2019
Quotes
The agony of my soul found vent in one loud, long, and final scream of despair.
I was sick - sick unto death with that long agony.
The sound of the inquisitorial voices seemed merged in one dreamy indeterminate hum.
Yet, for a wild moment, did my spirit refuse to comprehend the meaning of what I saw.
I shrank from the glowing metal to the centre of the cell.
The room had been square. I saw that two of its iron angles were now acute - two, consequently, obtuse.
The vibrations of the pendulum were at right angles to my length.
The whole thought of my tormentor rushed upon me like a flood of light.
The suffocating fumes of the moisture from the wall forced their way down my throat.
The agony of suspense grew at length intolerable, and I cautiously moved forward.
