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I
have
just
spoken
of
that
morbid
condition
of
the
auditory
nerve
which
rendered
all
music
intolerable
to
the
sufferer
,
with
the
exception
of
certain
effects
of
stringed
instruments
.
It
was
,
perhaps
,
the
narrow
limits
to
which
he
thus
confined
himself
upon
the
guitar
which
gave
birth
,
in
great
measure
,
to
the
fantastic
character
of
the
performances
.
But
the
fervid
facility
of
his
impromptus
could
not
be
so
accounted
for
.
They
must
have
been
,
and
were
,
in
the
notes
,
as
well
as
in
the
words
of
his
wild
fantasias
(
for
he
not
unfrequently
accompanied
himself
with
rhymed
verbal
improvisations
)
,
the
result
of
that
intense
mental
collectedness
and
concentration
to
which
I
have
previously
alluded
as
observable
only
in
particular
moments
of
the
highest
artificial
excitement
.
The
words
of
one
of
these
rhapsodies
I
have
easily
remembered
.
I
was
,
perhaps
,
the
more
forcibly
impressed
with
it
as
he
gave
it
,
because
,
in
the
under
or
mystic
current
of
its
meaning
,
I
fancied
that
I
perceived
,
and
for
the
first
time
,
a
full
consciousness
on
the
part
of
Usher
of
the
tottering
of
his
lofty
reason
upon
her
throne
.
The
verses
,
which
were
entitled
"
The
Haunted
Palace
,
"
ran
very
nearly
,
if
not
accurately
,
thus
:
--
I.
In
the
greenest
of
our
valleys
,
By
good
angels
tenanted
,
Once
a
fair
and
stately
palace
--
Radiant
palace
--
reared
its
head
.
In
the
monarch
Thought
's
dominion
--
It
stood
there
!
Never
seraph
spread
a
pinion
