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...in To the self-same spot, And much of Madness, and more of Sin, And Horror the soul of the plot. 25 But see, amid the mimic rout A crawling shape intrude!...It writhes! — it writhes! — with mortal pangs 30 The mimes become its food, And seraphs sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbued. Out — out are...

...returneth in To the self-same spot, And much of Madness and more of Sin And Horror the soul of the plot. But see, amid the mimic rout, A crawling shape intrude!...- with mortal pangs The mimes become its food, And the seraphs sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbued. Out - out are the lights - out all! And over...

...returneth in To the self-same spot, And much of Madness, and more of Sin, And Horror the soul of the plot. But see, amid the mimic rout A crawling shape intrude!...It writhes! — it writhes! — with mortal pangs And the angels sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbued. Out — out are the lights — out all! And,...

...universal destiny of Poe's own, composed by Ligeia and read to her by her beloved at her deathbed: But see, amid the mimic rout A crawling shape intrude!...thing that writhes from out The scenic solitude! It writhes!—it writhes!—with mortal pangs The mimes become its food, And the seraphs sob at vermin...

...returneth in To the self-same spot; And much of Madness, and more of Sin And Horror, the soul of the plot! But see, amid the mimic rout A crawling shape intrude!...— with mortal pangs The mimes become its food, And the seraphs sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbued. Out — out are the lights — out all! And over...

...returneth in To the self-same spot, And much of Madness and more of Sin And Horror the soul of the plot. But see, amid the mimic rout, A crawling shape intrude!...solitude! It writhes! — it writhes! — with mortal fangs The mimes become its food, And the seraphs sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbued. Out —...

...strutting and fretting and gives the angels cause to weep. Have a look at the denouement of Ligeia's play: But see, amid the mimic rout, A crawling shape intrude!...— with mortal pangs The mimes become its food, And the seraphs sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbued. Out — out are the lights — out all! And over...

...caterpillar! RUTH: I call him the Conqueror Worm. (She prods the caterpillar with a penal and recites.) It writhes, it writhes — with mortal pangs The mimes become its food, And the angels sob at vermin fangs With human blood imbued. (Holding the jar up to the light ) Isn't he...