 The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Nor rot nor reek did they: The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high; But oh! more horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye!...  American Monthly Knickerbocker - 第 436 頁由 編輯 - 1836完整檢視 - 關於此書 | |
