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" Pah ! I am choked ! There creeps A clinging, black, contaminating mist About me — 'tis substantial, heavy, thick ; I cannot pluck it from me, for it glues My fingers and my limbs to one another, And eats into my sinews, and dissolves My flesh to a pollution,... "
The British review and London critical journal - Side 387
1821
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Miscellaneous Writings of the Late Dr. Maginn, Volum 2

William Maginn - 1855
...elinging, black, contaminating mist • About me — 'tis substantial, heavy, tlnVk. I cuanot pluck it frnm me, for it glues My fingers and my limbs to one another,...my sinews, and dissolves My flesh to a pollution," &c. &c. So much for the history of "Glue" — and so much easier is it to rake together the vulgar...
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The Odoherty Papers, Volum 2

William Maginn - 1855
...black, contaminating mist About me — 'tis substantial, heavy, thick. I cannot pluck it from me, fur it glues My fingers and my limbs to one another, And...my sinews, and dissolves My flesh to a pollution," &c. &c. So much for the history of "Glue" — and so much easier is it to rake together the vulgar...
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The Odoherty Papers, Volum 2

William Maginn - 1855
...contaminatiug mist About me — 'tis substantial, heavy, rhirk. I cannot pluck it Hum me, fur it glurs My fingers and my limbs to one another, And eats into my sinews, and dissolves My flesh to a pollutionf" &c. &c. So much for the history of "Glue"—and so much easier is it to rake together the...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: With Notes

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1860 - 498 sider
...pits ! — Pah II am choked I There creep* A clinging, black, contaminating mist About me — 'tis substantial, heavy, thick ; I cannot pluck it from...poisoning The subtle, pure, and inmost spirit of life 1 My God t I never knew what the mad felt Before ; for I am mad beyond all doubt! (Mvrt u-iiaVy.) No,...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 705 sider
...charcel-pita ! Pah II am choked I There cree ,s A clinging, black, contaminating mist About me — 'tis substantial, heavy, thick; I cannot pluck it from me, for it glues My fiagers and my lhulru to one another, And eats into my sinews, and dissolves My flesh to a pollution,...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: Including Various ..., Volum 1

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 616 sider
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Poetical Works

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 616 sider
...charnel-pits ! Pah ! I am choked ! There creeps A clinging, black, contaminating mist About me — 'tis substantial, heavy, thick ; I cannot pluck it from...of life ! My God ! I never knew what the mad felt Uefore ; for I am mad beyond all doubt ! [More wildly. No, I am dead ! These putrefying limbs Shut...
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Strangers and pilgrims, by the author of 'Lady Audley's secret'.

Mary Elizabeth Braddon - 1873
...safely carry him, and then stood bare-headed at the cottage-door watching her departure. CHAPTEE IX. ' My God ! I never knew what the mad felt Before ; for I am mad beyond all doubt ! No, I am dead ! These putrifying limbs Shut round and sepulchre the panting soul, Which would burst...
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Strangers and Pilgrims: A Novel, Volum 2

Mary Elizabeth Braddon - 1873
...safely carry him, and then stood bare-headed at the cottage-door watching her departure. CHAPTER IX. " My God! I never knew what the mad felt Before; for I am mad beyond all doubt! No, I am dead 1 These putrifying limbs Shut round and sepulchre the panting soul, Which would burst...
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Belgravia, Volum 21

1873
...JOHN C. HUTCHESON. STRANGERS AXD PILGRIMS BY THE AUTHOR OF ' LADY AUDLEY'S SECRET,' ETC. CHAPTEB IX. ' My God ! I never knew what the mad felt Before ; for I am mad beyond all doubt ! No, I am dead I These putrifying limbs Shut round and sepulchre the panting soul, Which would burst...
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