(VI, 262 p.)

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Theophilus Barrois, 1807
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Page 169 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
Page 82 - ... was half exposed. The weapon's point rested upon her left breast : and, oh ! that was such a breast ! The moon-beams darting full upon it enabled the monk to observe its dazzling whiteness : his eye dwelt with insatiable avidity upon the beauteous orb : a sensation till then unknown filled his heart with a mixture of anxiety and delight ; a raging fire shot through every limb ; the blood boiled in his veins, and a thousand wild wishes bewildered his imagination. " Hold ! " he cried, in an hurried,...
Page 231 - ... youth has the right of consigning them to the grave. His own lips have made over to me his body and his soul ; never will I give back his promise, never shall he know a night devoid of terror, unless he engages to collect my mouldering bones, and deposit them in the family vault of his Andalusian Castle. Then let thirty masses be said for the repose of my spirit, and I trouble this world no more. Now let me depart. Those flames are scorching.
Page 45 - What beauty in that countenance ! ' he continued, after a silence of some minutes; 'how graceful is the turn of that head ! What sweetness, yet what majesty in her divine eyes! How softly her cheek reclines upon her hand ! Can the rose vie with the blush of that cheek ? Can the lily rival the whiteness of that hand ? Oh, if such a creature existed, and existed but for me ! Were I permitted to twine round my fingers those golden ringlets, and press with my lips the treasures of that snowy bosom...
Page 227 - I have no friend in the world, and from the restlessness of my destiny, I never can acquire one. Fain would I lay down my miserable life, for I envy those who enjoy the quiet of the grave ; but death eludes me, and flies from my embrace. In vain do I throw myself in the way of danger. I plunge into the ocean ; the waves throw me back with abhorrence upon the shore : I rush into...
Page 227 - God has set his seal upon me, and all his creatures respect this fatal mark.' He put his hand to the velvet which was bound round his forehead. There was in his eyes an expression of fury, despair, and malevolence, that struck horror to my very soul. An involuntary convulsion made me shudder. The stranger perceived it ' Such is the curse imposed on me,' he continued ; ' I am doomed to inspire all who look on me with terror and detestation.
Page 213 - I shuddered without knowing wherefore ; cold dews poured down my forehead, and my hair stood bristling with alarm. Suddenly I heard slow and heavy steps ascending the staircase By an involuntary movement I started up in my bed, and drew back the curtain. A single rush-light, which glimmered upon the hearth, shed a faint gleam through the apartment, which was hung with tapestry. The door was thrown open with violence. A figure entered, and drew near my bed with solemn measured steps. With trembling...

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