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" And now, from forth the frowning sky, From the heaven's topmost height, I heard a voice — the awful voice Of the blood-avenging sprite: 'Thou guilty man! take up thy dead, And hide it from my sight... "
Prose and Verse - 第 24 頁
1845
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The Fireside Encyclopaedia of Poetry: Comprising the Best Poems of the Most ...

Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1002 頁
...amain ! For every clot, a burning spot 377 " My head was like an ardent coal, My heart as solid ico ; 9 3T9 heavens' topmost height, I heard a voice — the awful voice Of the blood-avenging Sprite : — ' Thou...
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The poetical works of Thomas Hood, ed. by W.M. Rossetti

Thomas Hood - 1881
...every clot, a burning spot Was scorching in my brain ! "My head was like an ardent coal, My heart as solid ice ; My wretched, wretched soul, I knew, Was...times I groan'd ; the dead Had never groan'd but twice I *"And now, from forth me frowning sky, From the heaven's topmost height, I heard a voice — the...
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Poems, 第 1 卷

Thomas Hood - 1881
...every clot, a burning spot Was scorching in my brain ! 'My head was like an ardent coal, My heart as solid ice ; My wretched, wretched soul, I knew, Was at the Devil's price: A dozen times I groaned ; the dead Had never groaned but twice ! 1 And now, from forth the frowning sky, From the Heaven's...
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Dick's Recitations and Readings, 第 13 卷

William Brisbane Dick - 1881
...every clot, a burning spot "Was scorching in my brain! " My head was like an ardent coal, My heart as solid ice; My wretched, wretched soul, I knew, "Was at the Devil's price: A dozen times I groaned : the dead Had never groaned but twice! " And now, from forth the frowning sky, From the heaven's...
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The works of Thomas Hood, ed., with notes, by his son [T. Hood] and daughter ...

Thomas Hood - 1882
...every clot, a burning spot Was scorching in my brain ! " My head was like an ardent coal. My heart as solid ice ; My wretched, wretched soul, I knew, Was...Devil's price: A dozen times I groan'd ; the dead " And now, from forth the frowning ski From the Heaven's topmost heighv, I heard a voice — the awful...
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Choice Readings for Public and Private Entertainment: Arranged for the ...

Robert McLean Cumnock - 1882 - 426 頁
...every clot a burning spot Was scorching in my brain! <( My head was like an ardent coal, My heart as solid ice; My wretched, wretched soul, I knew, Was at the Devil's price. A dozen times I groaned, — the dead Had never groaned but twice. " And now, from forth the frowning sky, From the...
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Gleanings from popular authors, grave and gay, 第 1 卷

Gleanings - 1882
...seem'd, Mid holy cherubim ! 'DOWN HE SAT BESIDE THE LID." " My head was like an ardent coal, My heart as solid ice ; My wretched, wretched soul, I knew. Was at the devil's price : A dozen times I groaned ; the dead Had never groaned but twice ! " And now, from forth the frowning sky From the heaven's...
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The elocutionist, a collection of pieces in prose and verse [by various ...

James Sheridan Knowles - 1883
...wretched soul, I knew, Was at the devil's price: A dozen times I groan 'd; the dead Had never groan 'd but twice! " And now, from forth the frowning sky....topmost height, I heard a voice — the awful voice " I took the dreary body up, And cast it in a stream, — A sluggish water, black as ink, The depth...
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Baynham's Elocution, select readings

George Walter Baynham - 1883
...lifeless clay the blood gushed out amain ! For every clot a burning spot was scorching in my brain! And now, from forth the frowning sky, from the heaven's...height, I heard a voice — the awful voice of the blood-aveugiug sprite — 'Thou guilty man ! take up thy dead and hide it from my sight ! ' I took...
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School Elocution: A Manual of Vocal Training in High Schools, Normal Schools ...

John Swett - 1884 - 390 頁
...lifeless clay, The blood gushed out amain! For every clot, a burning spot Was scorching in my brain! And now, from forth the frowning sky, From the heaven's topmost height, I heard a voice—the awful voice Of the blood-avenging sprite:— " Thou guilty man ! take up thy dead And hide...
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