Charles Robert Maturins romane "Fatal revenge, or, The family of Montorio" und "Melmoth the wanderer": Ein beitrag zur "Gothic romance". (Google eBook)
Druck von Thomas & Hubert, 1908 - 111 pages
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Page 41 - His figure was striking, but not so from grace; it was tall, and, though extremely thin, his limbs were large and uncouth, and as he stalked along, wrapt in the black garments of his order, there was something terrible in its air; something almost superhuman.
Page 49 - We have at no time more earnestly desired to extend our voice to a bewildered traveller, than towards this young man, whose taste is so inferior to his powers of imagination and expression, that we never saw a more remarkable instance of genius degraded by the labour in which it is employed.
Page 41 - It bore the traces of many passions, which seemed to have fixed the features they no longer animated. An habitual gloom and severity prevailed over the deep lines of his countenance, and his eyes were so piercing that they seemed to penetrate, at a single glance, into the hearts of men, and to read their most secret thoughts ; few persons could support their scrutiny, or even endure to meet them twice.
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Page 44 - But who is there that has never feared ? Who is there that has not involuntarily remembered the gossip's tale in solitude or in darkness ? Who is there that has not sometimes shivered under an influence he would scarce acknowledge to himself ? I might trace this passion to a high and obvious source.
Page 55 - The hour shall be midday," answered the stranger, with a horrid and unintelligible smile; "and the place shall be the bare walls of a madhouse, where you shall rise rattling in your chains, and rustling from your straw, to greet me, - yet still you shall have THE CURSE OF SANITY, and of memory. My voice shall ring in your ears till then, and the glance of these eyes shall be reflected from every object, animate or inanimate, till you behold them again." - "Is it under circumstances so horrible we...
Page 29 - When I look over those books now, I am not at all surprised at their failure; for independent of their want of external interest (the strongest interest that books can have, even in this reading age), they seem to me to want reality, vraisemblance; the characters, situations, and language are drawn merely from imagination; my limited acquaintance with life denied me any other resource. In the tale which I now offer to the public, perhaps there may be recognised some characters which experience will...
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Page 44 - It is enough for my purpose to assert its existence and prevalency, which will scarcely be disputed by those who remember it. It is absurd to depreciate this passion, and deride its influence. It is not the weak and trivial impulse of the nursery, to be forgotten and scorned by manhood. It is the aspiration of a spirit ; , it is the passion of immortals,' that dread and desire of their final habitations.