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" I pulled a plant (with horror I relate A prodigy so strange, and full of fate); The rooted fibres rose, and from the wound, Black bloody drops distilled upon the ground. Mute and amazed, my hair with terror stood; 40 Fear shrunk my sinews, and congealed... "
A lost name - Page 123
by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu - 1868
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The Works of Virgil, Volume 2

Virgil - 1803 - 408 pages
...all my strength: I bent my knees against the ground : once more The violated myrtle ran with gore. Scarce dare I tell the sequel : from the womb Of wounded earth, and caverns of the tomb, 55 A groan, as of a troubled ghost, renew'd My fright, and then these dreadful words ensu'd: " Why...
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The works of Virgil, tr. into Engl. verse by mr. Dryden. Carey, Volume 3

Publius Vergilius Maro - 1806 - 328 pages
...all my. strength : I bent my knees against the ground : once more The violated myrtle ran with gore. Scarce dare I tell the sequel : from the womb Of wounded earth, and caverns of the tomb, 55 A groan, as of a troubled ghost, renew'd My fright, and then these dreadful words ensu'd : " Why...
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The poets of Great Britain complete from Chaucer to Churchill, Volume 23

John Bell - 1807 - 378 pages
...all my strength : I hent my knees against the ground: once more The violated myrtle ran with gore. Scarce dare I tell the sequel : from the womb Of wounded earth, and caverns of the tomh, 55 A groan as of a troubled ghost renew'd My fright, and then these dreadful words ensued : '...
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The Works of John Dryden Now First Collected ...

John Dryden - 1808 - 504 pages
...leafy greens, I pulled a plant — with horror I relate A prodigy so strange, and full of fate — The rooted fibres rose ; and, from the wound, Black bloody drops distilled upon the ground. Mute and amazed, my hair with terror stood ; Fear shrunk my sinews, and congealed my blood. Manned...
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The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected ...

John Dryden, Walter Scott - 1808 - 484 pages
...their leafy greens, I pulled a plant — with horror I relate A prodigy so strange, and full of fate— The rooted fibres rose ; and, from the wound, Black bloody drops distilled upon the ground. Mute and amazed, my hair with terror stood ; Fear shrunk my sinews, and congealed my blood. Manned...
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper;: Pope's Homer's ...

Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 760 pages
...all my strength : I bent my knees against the ground ; once more The violated myrtle ran with gore. Scarce dare I tell the sequel : from the womb Of wounded earth, and caverns of the temb, A groan, as of a troubled ghost, rcnew'd My fright, and then these dreadful words ' Why dost...
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The Works of Virgil

Virgil - 1828 - 550 pages
...strength : I bent my knees against the ground : once more The violated myrtle ran with gore. Scarce did I tell the sequel : from the womb Of wounded earth, and caverns of the tomb, 55 A groan, as of a troubled ghost, renew'd My fright, and then these dreadful words ensued : " Why...
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A London Encyclopaedia, Or Universal Dictionary of Science, Art ..., Volume 20

Thomas Curtis - 1829 - 798 pages
...northern people are large, fair-complexioned, strong, sinewy, and courageous. Hate's Origin of Mankind. The rooted fibres rose, and from the wound Black bloody drops distilled upon the ground : Mute and amazed, my hair with terror stood ; Fear shrunk my sineuv, and congealed my blood. Dryden....
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The Fologues

Virgil - 1830 - 370 pages
...all my strength : I bent my knees against the ground ; once more The violated myrtle ran with gore. Scarce dare I tell the sequel : from the womb Of wounded earth, and caverns of the tomb, 55 A groan, as of a troubled ghost, renew'd My fright, and then these dreadful words ensued : ' Why...
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Virgil: The Eclogues, Volume 2

Virgil - 1834 - 340 pages
...all my strength : I bent ray knees against the ground ; once more The violated myrtle ran with gore. Scarce dare I tell the sequel : from the womb Of wounded earth, and caverns of the tomb, 55 A groan as of a troubled ghost, renew'd My fright, and then these dreadful words ensued : ' Why...
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