 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Thomas Hood 著 - 1845完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Robert McLean Cumnock - 1882 - 420 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... | |
 | Gleanings - 1882 - 692 頁
...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... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - 1883 - 454 頁
...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... | |
 | George Walter Baynham - 1883 - 416 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...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... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1883 - 648 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 1 groaned ; the dead Had never groaned but twice ! " And now, from forth the frowning sky, From the... | |
 | John Swett - 1884 - 412 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... | |
 | John Swett - 1884 - 404 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, 1 heard a voice — the awful voice Of the blood-avenging sprite: — " Thou guilty man ! take up thy... | |
 | 1885 - 180 頁
...! For when I touched the lifeless c,ay, For every clot, a burning spot, Was scorching in my br.iin. "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... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1885 - 344 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 : And now, from forth the frowning sky, from the Heaven's topmost height, I heard a Voice — the awful... | |
 | George Boyle - 1886 - 318 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 Heaven's... | |
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