Can you please paraphrase paragraph 1? "The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that gave utterance to a threat. At length I would be avenged; this was a point definitely, settled—but the very definitiveness with which it was resolved precluded the idea of risk. I must not only punish but punish with impunity. A wrong is unredressed when retribution overtakes its redresser. It is equally unredressed when the avenger fails to make himself felt as such to him who has done the wrong."
Here is my attempt at a paraphrase of Poe's typically nineteenth-century, florid prose into the less elaborated and more scaled-down language of our own age:
I had been able, as best I could, to put up with about a thousand different things Fortunato had done to hurt me. But when he openly insulted me, I knew I had to get back at him, to take revenge. You know...
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