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I cannot; for my soul; remember how; when; or even precisely where; I first became acquainted with the lady Ligeia. Long years have since elapsed; and my memory is feeble through much suffering. Or; perhaps; I cannot now bring these points to mind; because; in truth; the character of my beloved; her rare learning; her singular yet placid caste of beauty; and the thrilling and enthralling eloquence of her low musical language; made their way into my heart by paces so steadily and stealthily progressive; that they have been unnoticed and unknown. Yet I believe that I met her first and most frequently in some large; old; decaying city near the Rhine. Of her family I have surely heard her speak. That it is of a remotely ancient date cannot be doubted. Ligeia! Ligeia! Buried in studies of a nature more than all else adapted to deaden impressions of the outward world; it is by that sweet word alone -- by Ligeia
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