The Mysteries of Udolpho: The Mysteries of Udolpho: Ann Radcliffe's Best Classic Horror Thrillers - Unveiling Gothic Secrets and Supernatural FearsPrabhat Prakashan, 01/01/1891 - 741 من الصفحات The Mysteries of Udolpho: Ann Radcliffe's Best Classic Horror Thrillers by Ann Radcliffe: "The Mysteries of Udolpho" is a classic Gothic novel that weaves an enthralling tale of mystery, suspense, and the supernatural. Set in picturesque landscapes and ancient castles, the story follows the young Emily St. Aubert, who becomes embroiled in a series of eerie and inexplicable occurrences. Ann Radcliffe's masterful storytelling, filled with atmospheric descriptions and suspenseful twists, continues to captivate readers and remains a defining work in the Gothic literary tradition. Key Aspects of the Book "The Mysteries of Udolpho: Ann Radcliffe's Best Classic Horror Thrillers by Ann Radcliffe": Ann Radcliffe was a celebrated English author of the late 18th century, recognized as a pioneer of Gothic fiction. Her works, including "The Mysteries of Udolpho," earned her acclaim as one of the leading writers of the Gothic literary tradition. Radcliffe's skillful use of suspense and her vivid descriptions continue to influence the horror and mystery genres to this day. |
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... knew how to touch with such sweet pathos. As she drew near the fishing-house, she was surprised to hear the tones of the instrument, which were awakened by the hand of taste, and uttered a plaintive air, whose exquisite melody engaged ...
... knew not that she left it for ever. When they reached the fishing-house she missed her bracelet, and recollected that she had taken it from her arm after dinner, and had left it on the table when she went to walk. After a long search ...
... knew to be negotiating with the Porte, and of the light in which Henry of Navarre was received, M. St. Aubert recollected enough of his former experience to be assured, that his guest could be only of an inferior class of politicians ...
... knew like fays to draw the juice, and throw it on the wind, I'd be her slave no longer, nor the traveller beguile, And help all faithful lovers, nor fear the fairy kind! But soon the VAPOUR OF THE WOODS will wander afar, And the fickle ...
... knew till now that he had a picture of any other lady than her mother, much less that he had one which he evidently valued so highly; but having looked repeatedly, to be certain that it was not the resemblance of Madame St. Aubert, she ...