...every clot, a burning spot, Was scorching in my brain ! ' My head was like an ardent coal, My heart as solid ice; My wretched, wretched soul, I knew, Was at the Devil's price : A dozen times I groaned ; the dead Had never groan'd but twice ! ' And now from forth the frowning sky, From the heaven's...

...every clot, a burning spot Was scorching in my brain ! " My head was like an ardent coal, My heart as solid ice ; My wretched, wretched soul, I knew, Was at the Devil's price : A dozen times I groan 'd ; the dead Had never groan'd but twice ! " And ПОЛУ, from forth the frowning sky, From...

...wretched soul, I knew. Was at the devil'» price : A dozen time« I groan'd ; the dead Had never groau'd but twice! ' And now from forth the frowning sky, From the heaven's top-moat height, 1 heard a voice — the awful voice Of the blood-avenging sprite: ' Thou guilty man...

...quake to see Such sense within the slain ! But when I touch 'd the lifeless clay, The blood gush'd out amain ! For every clot, a burning spot, Was scorching...dozen times I groan'd; the dead Had never groan'd hut twice ! " And now from forth the frowning sky, From the heaven's topmost height, I heard a voice...

...lifeless clay, The blood gushed out amain ! For every clot, a burning spot Was scorching in my brain J My head was like an ardent coal, My heart was solid...forth the frowning sky, From the heaven's topmost heighi I heard a voice — the awful voice Of the blood-avenging sprite ; ' Thou guilty man ! take...

...every clot, a burning spot Was scorching in my brain ! " My head was like an ardent coal, My heart as solid ice ; My wretched, wretched soul, I knew, Was at the devil's price : A dozen times I groaned ; the dead Had never groaned but twice ! " And now from forth the frowning sky, From the heaven's...

...led him to a lonely field, The moon shone clear and cold ; Now here, said I, this man shall die, " Two sudden blows with a ragged stick, And one with...but twice ! " And now from forth the frowning sky. Of the blood-avenging sprite ; ' Thou guilty man ! take up thy dead, And hide it from my sight !' "...

...amain ! For every clot, a burning spot Was scorching in my brain ! " My head was like au ardent conl, My heart was solid ice ; My wretched, wretched soul...I knew, Was at the devil's price : A dozen times I groaned ; the dead Had never groaned but twice ! " And now from forth the frowning sky, From the heavens'...

...every clot, a burning spot Was scorching in my brain ! " My head was like an ardent coal, My heart as solid ice ; My wretched, wretched soul, I knew Was at the Devil's price ; 478 A dozen times I groan'd ; the dead Had never groan 'd bat twiee! " And now, from forth the frowning...

...CONSCIENCE, OR THE DREAM OF EUGENE ARAM (continued). " MY head was like an ardent coal, My heart as solid ice, My wretched, wretched soul, I knew, Was at the devil's price : A dozen times I groaned ; — the dead Had never groaned but twice ! " And now from forth the frowning sky, From heaven's...