Реферат: The Black Cat What Goes Around Comes

with the cat when he writes “I took from my waistcoat-pocket a pen knife, opened

it, grasped the poor beast by the throat, and deliberately cut one of its eyes

from the socket!”

The author describes his emotional and physical state of being during

the unthinkable act as “I blush, I burn, I shudder, while I pen the damnable

atrocity”(81). He describes the morning aftereffect of his actions when he

states “when reason returned with the morning-when I had slept off the fumes of

the night’s debauch-I experienced a sentiment half of horror, half of remorse,

for the crime of which I had been guilty; but it was, at best, a feeble and

equivocable feeling, and the soul remained untouched”(81). Now Poe implies to

the readers that he has truly crossed over into madness by brutally attacking

the animal and feeling little or no remorse.

Next Poe dramatizes his change in character even further when he writes

“and then came, as if to my final and irrevocable overthrow, the spirit of

PERVERSENESS,”(81) which once again alerts the reader of new events so shocking

that reading forward becomes an essentiality. The author illustrates a scene so

outrageous that the reader has to go beyond the suspension of disbelief they

have agreed to participate in. He writes “One morning, in cold blood, I slipped

a noose about its neck and hung it to the limb of a tree;-hung it with tears

streaming from my eyes, and with the bitterest remorse at my heart;-hung it

because I knew that it had loved me, and because I felt it had given me no

reason of offense;-hung it because I knew that in so I was committing a sin-a

deadly sin that would jeopardize my immortal soul as to place it-if such a thing

were possible- even beyond the reach of the Most Merciful and Most Terrible

God”(81-82).

Now the reader has crossed over the line of reality versus fiction. The

author continues to illustrate the inconceivable story when he describes the

scene after the fire that destroyed every part of the house except the one wall

that was still standing. Poe writes “I approached and saw, as if graven in bas-