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FAITH LAPIDUS: And Im Faith Lapidus with PEOPLE IN AMERICA from VOA Special English. Today, we tell about Edgar Allan Poe, a nineteenth-century American writer. His stories and poems were some of the most frightening and strange ever written. (MUSIC)
HOST: Welcome to AMERICAN MOSAIC in VOA Special English. (MUSIC) I'm Doug Johnson. This week, a special poetry show: We hear some songs of famous poems by France's First Lady Carla Bruni ... Answer a question about American poet Emily Dickinson And
We present the third of four parts of the short story William Wilson, by Edgar Allan Poe. The story was originally adapted and recorded by the U.S. Department of State. You will remember that in the last part of my story I told of my experiences in m
We present the second of three parts of the short story The Fall of the House of Usher, by Edgar Allan Poe. The story was originally adapted and recorded by the U.S. Department of State. Roderick Usher, whom I had known as a boy, was now ill and had
Tomorrow I die. Tomorrow I die, and today I want to tell the world what happened and thus perhaps free my soul from the horrible weight which lies upon it. But listen! Listen, and you shall hear how I have been destroyed. When I was a child, I had a
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You will remember that in the last part of my story I told of my experiences in my first school; I spoke of my early meetings with a boy who looked and behaved as I did whose name was even the same as mine: William Wilson. I told of the night when I
As I ended the last part of my story, I was speaking of that terrible evening when I played cards with a young gentleman called Glendinning. We were in the room of one of my friends at Oxford University. I had just realized that the young man, weak o
By Shelley Gollust Broadcast: October 26, 2003 VOICE ONE: I'm Steve Ember. VOICE TWO: And I'm Faith Lapidus with PEOPLE IN AMERICA from VOA Special English. Today, we tell about Edgar Allan Poe, a nin
THIS IS AMERICA -October 28, 2002: Halloween and Edgar Allan Poe By Carolyn Weaver VOICE ONE: October Thirty-First is Halloween. It is an unofficial holiday that celebrates the frightening and strange
We present the second of four parts of the short story William Wilson, by Edgar Allan Poe. The story was originally adapted and recorded by the U.S. Department of State. In the first part of my story I spoke about my life at my first school, and abou
We present the short story The Masque of the Red Death, by Edgar Allen Poe. The story was originally adapted and recorded by the U.S. Department of State. The Red Death had long been feeding on the country. No sickness had ever been so deadly so grea
My housemate in Paris, August Dupin, was an interesting young man with a busy, forceful mind. This mind could, it seemed, look right through a mans body into his deepest soul. After reading in the newspaper about the terrible murder of a woman and he
I was stunned. August Dupin, my friend with the extraordinarily sharp mind and observational powers still had surprises for me! He had uncovered so much about the horrifying Rue Morgue murders that it seemed there was more understanding than mystery
Murder had come to the old house on the street called Rue Morgue! Murder had come and gone and left behind the dead bodies of an old woman and her daughter. It was a perplexing crime scene. The damage to the daughters body suggested a killer of super
Paris! It was in Paris during the summer of 1840. There and then, I met a strange and interesting young man named August Dupin. Dupin was the last member of a well-known family, a family which had once been rich and famous. August Dupin, however, was
It was in Paris in the summer of 1840 that I met August Dupin. Dupin was a strangely interesting young man with a busy, forceful mind. He seemed to look right through a person and uncover their deepest thoughts. Sometimes Dupin seemed to be not one,
Let me call myself, for the present, William Wilson. That is not my real name. That name has already been the cause of the horror of the anger of my family. Have not the winds carried my name, with my loss of honor, to the ends of the earth? Am I not
In the first part of my story I spoke about my life at my first school, and about the other boys over whom I gained firm control. But there was one boy who would not follow my commands, who would not do what I told him to, as the other boys did. His
The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe Today we present the short story The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe. Here is Shep O'Neal with the story. True! Nervous -- very, very nervous I had been and am! But why will you say that I am mad? The disease