| John Moore - 1792 - 584 páginas
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| 1828 - 602 páginas
...I could not share in childish prayer, Nor join in evening hymn : Like a devil of the pit I seem'd, 'Mid holy cherubim ! ' And peace went with them one...my midnight curtains round, With fingers bloody red ! ' AH night I lay in agony, In anguish dark and deep ; My fever'd eyes I dare not close, But stared... | |
| 1829 - 372 páginas
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| Thomas Hood - 1831 - 80 páginas
...Devil of the Pit I seem'd, 'Mid holy Cherubim ! I took the dreary body up. And cast it in a stream. " And peace went with them, one and all, And each calm...Guilt was my grim Chamberlain That lighted me to bed ; Arid drew my midnight curtains round, With fingers bloody red ! " All night I lay in agony, In anguish... | |
| 1835 - 534 páginas
...relief upon my pillow. It seemed in vain, — for mçthought, That Guilt was the grim chamberlain Who lighted me to bed, And drew my midnight curtains round, With fingers bloody red ! 340 An Old Man's Records. [October, The next day, all the events which led to the deplorable deed... | |
| 1836 - 676 páginas
...hymn : Like a drvil of the pit I eeem'd, 'Mid holy cherubim! * And peace went with them one and aft, And each calm pillow spread ; But Guilt was my grim...to bed, And drew my midnight curtains round, With fingen bloody red Г '.MI night I lay in agony, In aDguuth dark and deep ; My fever'd eye« I dared... | |
| 1836 - 706 páginas
...charaborlain That lighted rae to bed, And drew my midnight curtains round, With fingen bloody red1. 'AH night I lay in agony. In anguish dark and deep ; My fever'd eyes ! dared not close, But stared aghast at Sleep ; For Sin h«d rendered unto her The keyt of hell to... | |
| 1846 - 608 páginas
...! I could not share in childish prayer, Nor join in evening hymn : Like a Devil of the Pit I seem'd 'Mid holy Cherubim ! " ' And peace went with them,...pillow spread ; But guilt was my grim Chamberlain Thut lighted me to bed, And drew my midnight curtains round, With fingers bloody red ! " ' All night... | |
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