 The Sun now rose above the horizon; Its scorching beams darted full upon the head of the expiring Sinner. Myriads of insects were called forth by the warmth; They drank the blood which trickled from Ambrosio's wounds; He had no power to drive them from...  Rosario: Or The Female Monk - Page 400by Matthew Gregory Lewis - 1891 - 400 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Matthew Gregory Lewis - English fiction - 1906 - 228 pages
...frame: he attempted in vain to raise himself; his broken and dislocated limbs refused to perform thei office, nor was' he able to quit the spot where he...horizon; its scorching beams darted full upon the head of th°-•:. • 3 --- . f violenH storm arose: the winds In fury rent up rocks and forests: the sky... | |
 | Alice M. Killen - Comparative literature - 1915 - 302 pages
...rock received him ; and he rolled from precipice to precipice...The sun rose above the horizon;its scorching beams darted full upon the head of the expiring sinner. Myriads of insects... drank the blood which trickled from Ambrosio's wounds... they fastened upon his sores, darting their... | |
 | Alice M. Killen - Comparative literature - 1924 - 288 pages
...Monk. . . the sharp point of a rock received him ; and he rolled from precipice to precipice... The sun rose above the horizon; its scorching beams darted...head of the expiring sinner. Myriads of insects... drank the blood which trickled from Ambrosio's wounds... they fastened upon his sores, darting their... | |
 | Matthew Gregory Lewis - Fiction - 1993 - 448 pages
...the sharp point of a rock received him; and he rolled from precipice to precipice, till, bruised and mangled, he rested on the river's banks. Life still...drive them from him, and they fastened upon his sores, darted their stings into his body, covered him with their multitudes, and inflicted on him tortures... | |
 | S. E. Gontarski - Fiction - 2001 - 474 pages
...the sharp point of a rock received him; and he rolled from precipice to precipice, till, bruised and mangled, he rested on the river's banks. Life still...drive them from him, and they fastened upon his sores, darted their stings into his body, covered him with their multitudes, and inflicted on him tortures... | |
 | Matthew Gregory Lewis - Fiction - 2003 - 486 pages
...limbs refused to perform their office, nor was he able to quit the spot where he had first fallen.The sun now rose above the horizon; its scorching beams...the warmth; they drank the blood which trickled from Ambrosios wounds; he had no power to drive them from him, and they fastened upon his sores, darted... | |
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