Narratives of Sorcery and Magic, from the Most Authentic Sources

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Redfield, 1852 - Magic - 420 pages
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Page 27 - For if we measure from the sole of the foot to the top of the head...
Page 182 - mongst troops of spirits : No ring of bells to our ears sounds, No howls of wolves, no yelps of hounds ; No, not the noise of water's breach, Or cannon's throat our height can reach. [Above.\ No ring of bells, &c. Fire. Well, mother, I thank your kindness ; you must be Gambolling i' th' air, and leave me to walk here like a fool and a mortal.
Page 401 - ... he had many times before granted, not only that there are witches, but also that the present sufferings of the country are the effects of horrible witchcrafts, yet he now goes to evince it, that there neither are, nor ever were, witches, that, having made a compact with the devil, can send a devil to torment other people at a distance.
Page 233 - ' For God's sake, let me,' said the king; 'shall I, shall I?' then lolled about his neck. ' Then, for God's sake, give thy lady this kiss for me.
Page 405 - God would not impute the guilt of it to ourselves nor others. And we also pray that we may be considered candidly and aright by the living sufferers as being then under the power of a strong and general delusion, utterly unacquainted with and not experienced in matters of that nature.
Page 185 - Must I for that be made a common sink For all the filth and rubbish of men's tongues To fall and run into? Some call me witch, And, being ignorant of myself, they go About to teach me how to be one...
Page 182 - Now I go, now I fly, Malkin, my sweet spirit, and I. O, what a dainty pleasure 'tis To ride in the air When the moon shines fair, And sing, and dance, and toy, and kiss ! Over woods, high rocks, and mountains, Over seas, our mistress' fountains, Over steep towers and turrets, We fly by night, 'mongst troops of spirits.
Page 143 - ... perfumes ; upon which I turned to Romoli, and bid him burn all the most precious perfumes he had. At the same time I cast my eye upon Agnolino Gaddi, who was terrified to such a degree that he could scarce distinguish objects, and seemed to be halfdead.
Page 229 - bury you or no?' ' Oh Trunco,' for so he called her, ' thou wilt bury me, but thou wilt much repent it.
Page 90 - Devils, to appear in his likeness : whereat suddenly, over his head hung hovering in the air a mighty dragon ; then calls Faustus again after his devilish manner, at which there was a monstrous cry in the wood, as if hell had been open, and all the tormented souls cursing their condition. Presently, not three fathoms above his head, fell a flame in 'manner of lightning, and changed itself into a...

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