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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Amontillado</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Amontillado</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Fortunato, I am called.<br>My friends rate me a connoisseur.<br>Tonight I wear a jester’s garb<br>for the feast day of misrule.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tonight is fine, the wine flows free<br>With honeyed sweetness on my lips<br>My headgear rings with happiness<br>as I enjoy another sip..</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Montresor came to speak with me<br>He wore a mask and monkish gown.<br>I shook the hand he offered me.<br>We spoke about a cask of wine.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A cask of sherry, dark and sweet<br>Amontillado- so he claimed<br>My friend had paid a premium.<br>Wished me to judge and share his gain.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He thought he’d ask Luchresi’s help<br>But that man is no judge of wine.<br>Give him grape juice in a cup<br>And Luchresi would exclaim “How fine”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I took his arm and off we went, <br>Not knowing how this night would end.<br>I went quite willing to my doom<br>with this fiend I thought a friend.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Montressor’s servants were away<br> Leaving he and I alone<br>He poured for me a warming glass<br>then led me to the catacombs.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We sampled others of his wines<br>to keep the cold and damp away.<br> I coughed and could not catch my breath.<br>But from my goal could not be swayed.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In the darkness of the tombs<br>Among Montressor’s ancestral bones<br>He victimized my drunkenness<br>I found myself chained to the stones.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I quickly learned it was no jest<br>I screamed in vain- none heard my cry<br>As he with brick and mortar built<br>this prison tomb where I will die..</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a></strong></div>

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