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" ... so firm He burst with his voice of thunder. And he bade the Old Woman of Berkeley... "
The Critical Review, Or, Annals of Literature - Síða 161
1799
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The Monthly Visitor, and Entertaining Pocket Companion, Bindi 7

1799 - 458 síður
...was forced to obey. She rofe on her feet in her winding fliecr, Her dead flefli quivered with fear, And a groan like that which the old woman gave Never did mortal hear. VOL. VII. I Sh* She followed the fiend to the church door, There ftood a blark horfe there, His breath...
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The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature, Bindi 26

Tobias Smollett - 1799 - 614 síður
...was forced to obey. « She rofe on her feet in her winding fheet, Her dead flefli quivered with fear, And a groan like that which the Old Woman gave Never did mortal hear. 4 She followed the fiend to the church door, There ftood a black horfe there, His breath was red like...
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Tales of Wonder

Matthew Gregory Lewis - 1801 - 464 síður
...fhe was forced to obey. She rofe on her feet in her winding fheet. Her dead flefh quiver'd with fear, And a groan like that which the Old Woman gave Never...furnace fmoke. His eyes like a meteor's glare, The fiend ifh force flung her, on the horfe, And he leap'd up before, And away like the lightning's fjseed...
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Tales of Wonder, Bindi 1

Matthew Gregory Lewis - 1801 - 236 síður
...her winding Iheet, Her dead flefh quiver'd with fear, And a groan like that which the Old Woman gay» Never did mortal hear. She followed the Fiend to the...furnace fmoke, His eyes like a meteor's glare. The fiendifh force flung her on the horfe, And he leap'd up before, And away like the lightning's fpeed...
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Tales of Wonder;, Bindi 1

Matthew Gregory Lewis - 1801 - 254 síður
...she was forced to obey. She rose on her feet in her winding sheet, Her dead flesh quiver'd with fear, And a groan like that which the Old Woman gave Never...hear. She followed the Fiend to the church door, There stood a black horse there, His breath was red like furnace smoke, His eyes like a meteor's glare. The...
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The Poetical Works of Robert Southey, Esq. ...: Minor poems

Robert Southey - 1823 - 266 síður
...she was forced to obey. She rose on her feet in her winding sheet, Her dead flesh quiver'd with fear, And a groan like that which the Old Woman gave Never did mortal hear. She follow'd the fiend to the church door, There stood a black horse there ; His breath was red like furnace...
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The Library of Romance: A Collection of Traditions, Poetical Legends, and ...

1837 - 456 síður
...was forced to obey, 91 She rose on her feet in her winding sheet, Her dead flesh quiver'd with fear, And a groan like that which the Old Woman gave Never...hear. She followed the Fiend to the church door, There stood a black horse there, His breath was red like furnace smoke, His eyes like a meteor's glare. The...
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Ballads, metrical tales and other poems

Robert Southey - 1854 - 184 síður
...she was forced to obey. She rose on her feet in her winding-sheet, Her dead flesh quivered with fear, And a groan like that which the old woman gave Never...hear. She followed the fiend to the church door, There stood a black horse there, His breath was red like furnace smoke, His eyes like a meteor's glare. The...
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Joan of Arc, and minor poems

Robert Southey - 1854 - 522 síður
...she was forced to obey. She rose on her fpet in her winding sheet, Her dead flesh quiver'd with fear, And a groan like that which the old woman gave Never did mortal hear. She follow'd the fiend to the church door, There stood a black horse there, His breath was red like furnace...
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Minor Poems, Ballads, and Joan of Arc

Robert Southey - 1858 - 534 síður
...she was forced to obey. She rose on her fret in her winding sheet, Her dead flesh quiver'd with fear, And a groan like that which the old woman gave Never did mortal hear. She follow'd the fiend to the church door, There stood a black horse there, His breath was red like furnace...
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