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Poe, Edgar Allen

"Hans Phaall"

Affairs went swimmingly, and I believed the balloon to be
going upward witb a speed increasing momently although I had no longer
any means of ascertaining the progression of the increase. I
suffered no pain or uneasiness of any kind, and enjoyed better spirits
than I had at any period since my departure from Rotterdam, busying
myself now in examining the state of my various apparatus, and now
in regenerating the atmosphere within the chamber. This latter point I
determined to attend to at regular intervals of forty minutes, more on
account of the preservation of my health, than from so frequent a
renovation being absolutely necessary. In the meanwhile I could not
help making anticipations. Fancy revelled in the wild and dreamy
regions of the moon. Imagination, feeling herself for once unshackled,
roamed at will among the ever-changing wonders of a shadowy and
unstable land. Now there were boary and time-honored forests, and
craggy precipices, and waterfalls tumbling with a loud noise into
abysses without a bottom.


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