3 Excerptions for the Space Concepts.

1. “The fall of the House of Usher“ – the outside view

mere house,

and the simple landscape features of the domain

the bleak walls the vacant eye-like windows –

a few rank sedges - and

a few white trunks of decayed trees - It was a mystery all insoluble ;.

the precipitous brink of a black and lurid tarn that lay in unruffled lustre by the dwelling, and gazed down –

the remodelled and inverted images of the gray sedge, and the ghastly tree-stems,

from its image in the pool,

There hung an atmosphere peculiar to themselves the real aspect of the building.

Its principal feature seemed to be that of an excessive antiquity.

The discoloration of ages had been great.

Minute fungi overspread the whole exterior, hanging in a fine tangled web-work from the eaves .

Yet all this was apart from any extraordinary dilapidation

No portion of the masonry had fallen ;

there appeared to be a wild inconsistency between its still perfect adaptation of parts, and the crumbling condition of the individual stones. Beyond this indication of extensive decay however, the fabric gave little token of instability.

A barely perceptible fissure, which, extending from the roof of the building in front, made its way down the wall in a zigzag direction, until it became lost in the sullen waters of the tarn.

short causeway to the house.

entered the Gothic archway of the hall.

many dark and intricate passages.

2. “The Fall of the House of Usher” - the poetic palace

     In the greenest of our valleys 

        By good angels tenanted,

     Once a fair and stately palace -

         Radiant palace - reared  its head.

     In the monarch Thought's dominion 

         It stood there !

     Never seraph spread a pinion 

         Over fabric half so fair.

     Banners yellow, glorious, golden,

         On its roof did float and flow;

     (This - all this - was in the olden

         Time long ago)

     And every gentle air that dallied 

         In that sweet day,

     Along the ramparts plumed and pallid 

         A winged odor went away.

       Wanderers in that happy valley

         Through two luminous windows saw

     Spirits moving musically

         To a lute's well-tunéd law,

     Round about a throne, where sitting

         (Porphyrogene  !)

     In state his glory well befitting,

         The ruler of the realm was seen.

     And all with pearl and ruby glowing

         Was the fair palace door,

     Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing,

         And sparkling evermore,

     A troop of Echoes whose sweet duty

         Was but to sing,

     In voices of surpassing beauty,

         The wit and wisdom of their king.

     And, round about his home, the glory

         That blushed and bloomed

3. The Pit and the Pendulum – the dungeon (after the inquisition)

WALLS AND FLOOR (11-12)

Walls of tomb. some solid obstruction.

very smooth, slimy, and cold.

so perfectly uniform seemend the wall.

What I had taken for masonry seemed now to be iron, or some other metal, in huge plates, whose sutures or joints occasioned the depression.

The entire surface of this metallic enclosure was rudely daubed in all the hideous and repulsive devices to which the charnel superstition of the monks has given rise.

The figures of fiends in aspects of menace with skeleton forms, and other more really fearful images, overspread and disfigured the walls.

I observed that the outlines of these monstrosities were sufficiently distinct, but that the colors seemed faded and blurred, as if from the effects of a damp atmosphere.

The ground was moist and slippery

The floor was streachorous with slime. In the centre yawned the circular pit from whose jaws I had escaped; but it was the only one in the dungeon.

The whole circuit of its walls did not exceed twenty-five yards.

(5 meter one edge. A square)

few slight depressions, or niches, at odd intervals. In the centre yawned the circular pit from whose jaws I had escaped; but it was the only one in the dungeon.

THE CEILING

It was some thirty or forty feet overhead (12 m), and constructed much as the side walls.

In one of its panels a very singular figure riveted my whole attention. It was the painted figure of Time as he is commonly represented, save that, in lieu of a scythe he held what, at a casual glance, I supposed to be the pictured image of a huge pendulum such as we see on antique clocks.

its nether extremity was formed of a crescent of glittering steel, about a foot (30cm) in length from horn to horn; the horns upward, and the under edge evidently as keen as that of a razor. Like a razor also, it seemed massy and heavy, tapering from the edge into a solid and broad structure above. It was appended to a weighty rod of brass,