 It is a dark and fearful thing ; It steals along with withering tread, Or sweeps on wild destruction's wing. That thought comes o'er me in the hour Of grief, of sickness, or of sadness; 'Tis not the dread of death ; 'tis more, — It is the dread of madness.  The Quarterly Review - Side 299redigert av - 1829Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | Youth's instructor - 1830 - 542 sider
...SAME. Written during her last Illness. THERE is a something which I dread, It is a dark, a fearful thing ; It steals along with withering tread, Or sweeps...destruction's wing. That thought comes o'er me in the hour Of grief7 of sickness, or of sadness ; 'Tis not the dread of death,— 'tis more,— It is the dread of... | |
 | 1829 - 590 sider
...hand, expressing her fear of madness. ' There is a something which I dread, It is a dark, a fearful thing ; It steals along with withering tread, Or sweeps...throbbing pulses pause Forgetful of their feverish coarse ; May this hot brain, which burning, glows With all a fiery whirlpool's force, Be cold, and... | |
 | 1829 - 488 sider
...withering tread, Or sweeps on wild destruction 'swing. That thought conies o'er me in the hour, Of frrief, of sickness, or of sadness; •Tis not the dread of death, — 'tis more, It is the drend of madnes*. Oh. may these tbrobbing pulses panse Forgetful if their feverish course ; Mav this... | |
 | 1834 - 402 sider
...the song I love ? THE FEAR OF MADNESS. THERE is a something which I dread ; It is a dark, a fearful thing ; It steals along with withering tread, Or sweeps...throbbing pulses pause, Forgetful of their feverish course ; Be cold, and motionless, and still, A tenant of its lowly bed ; But let not dark delirium steal TO... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1837 - 492 sider
...sister, sing the song I love 1 FRAGMENT.* THERE is a something which I dread, — It is a dark a fearful thing ; It steals along with withering tread, Or sweeps...me in the hour Of grief, of sickness or of sadness ; 'T is not the dread of death — 't is more, It is the dread of madness ! Oh ! may these throbbing... | |
 | James Renwick, Oliver William Bourne Peabody - 1837 - 432 sider
...already published, inserted here. " THERE is a something which I dread ; It is a dark, and fearful thing ; It steals along with withering tread, Or sweeps...in the hour Of grief, of sickness, or of sadness; 'T is not the dread of death; 't is more, — It is the dread of madness. " Oh! may these throbbing... | |
 | 1839 - 430 sider
...It is a dark, a fearful thing; It steals along with withering tread, Or sweeps on wild destructlun's wing. That thought comes o'er me in the hour Of grief,...of sickness, or of sadness; 'Tis not the dread of death,—'tis more,— It is the dread of madness. Oh! may these throbbing pulses pause, Forgetful... | |
 | Lucretia Maria Davidson - 1841 - 322 sider
...CONFINED TO HER BED, DURING HER LAST ILLNESS. There is a something which I dread, It is a dark, a fearful thing; It steals along with withering tread, Or sweeps...of sickness, or of sadness; 'Tis not the dread of death—'tis more, It is the dread of madness. Oh! may these throbbing pulses pause, Forgetful of their... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1841 - 422 sider
...Madness." — LXTCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON. THERE is a something which I dread ; It is a dark, a fearful thing ; It steals along with withering tread, Or sweeps on wild destruction's wing. That thought conies o'er me in the hour Of grief, of sickness, or of sadness ; 'Tis not the dread of death, —... | |
 | Margaret Miller Davidson - 1843 - 716 sider
...her lips. 72 LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON. There is a something which I dread, It is a dark and fearful thing; It steals along with withering tread, Or sweeps...me in the hour Of grief, of sickness, or of sadness ; 'T is not the dread of death ; 't is more, — It is the dread of madness. Oh ! may these throbbing... | |
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