5/22/2023 0 Comments The masque of the red death poem![]() ![]() There werebuffoons, there were improvisatori, there were ballet-dancers, therewere musicians, there was Beauty, there was wine. ![]() Theprince had provided all the appliances of pleasure. In the meantime it was folly to grieve, or to think. ![]() The external world could take care ofitself. With such precautions the courtiers mightbid defiance to contagion. They resolved to leave means neither of ingress noregress to the sudden impulses of despair or of frenzy from within. ![]() Thecourtiers, having entered, brought furnaces and massy hammers andwelded the bolts. This was an extensive and magnificent structure,the creation of the prince's own eccentric yet august taste. When hisdominions were half depopulated, he summoned to his presence a thousandhale and light-hearted friends from among the knights and dames of hiscourt, and with these retired to the deep seclusion of one of hiscastellated abbeys. And the whole seizure,progress and termination of the disease, were the incidents of half anhour.īut the Prince Prospero was happy and dauntless and sagacious. The scarlet stains upon the body and especially upon theface of the victim, were the pest ban which shut him out from the aidand from the sympathy of his fellow-men. There were sharp pains, andsudden dizziness, and then profuse bleeding at the pores, withdissolution. Blood was its Avatar and itsseal-the redness and the horror of blood. No pestilence hadever been so fatal, or so hideous. The "Red Death" had long devastated the country. ![]()
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