BY EDGAR A. POE. — This story was written by Edgar A Poe artwork by Harry Clarke, republishing on chain to experiment with works in the public domain.TRUE! — nervous — very, very dreadfully nervous I had been, and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses — not destroyed — not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Harken! and observe how healt...