And then, hour after hour, would I linger by her side, and dwell upon the music of her voice — until, at length, its melody was tainted with terror, — and there fell a shadow upon my soul — and I grew pale, and shuddered inwardly at those too unearthly tones. But at length the ceremony of baptism presented to my mind, in its unnerved and agitated condition, a present deliverance from the terrors of my destiny. And thus, joy suddenly faded into horror, and the most beautiful became the most hideous, as Hinnon [[Hinnom]] became Ge-Henna. There is something about Morella that captivates me, from Poe's intricate description of the protagonist's love that is not quite love to the manner in which she continues to dominate him after death. Her love of philosophy, the theories of self-identity, and mystical elements are points of interest to him; however, her voice and physical touch upset him.
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