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" Oh, God ! that horrid, horrid dream Besets me now awake ! Again — again, with dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. " And still no peace for the restless clay, Will wave or mould allow... "
The Lady's Magazine: Or, Entertaining Companion for the Fair Sex ... - Side 25
1829
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The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th], Bind 30

1828
...Again — again, with a dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. • And still no peace...— It stands before me now !" — The fearful boy looked up, and saw Huge drops upon his brow ! ' That very night, while gentle sleep The urchin eyelids...
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Spirit of the English Magazines

1828
...with a dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmcr's at the stake. And still no peace for the restless...— It stands before me now !" — The fearful boy looked up, and saw Huge drops upon his brow ! That very night, while gentle sleep The urchin eyelids...
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The dream of Eugene Aram, the murderer

Thomas Hood - 1831
...Again — again, with dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. " And still no peace...fearful Boy look'd up, and saw Huge drops upon his brow. А -ч '. ¡.Т The horrid thing pursues my soul,— It stands before me now ! 31 That very night,...
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The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, Bind 7

1836
...brain. The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. 4 And still no peace for the restless clay Will wave...horrid thing pursues my soul — It stands before inc iiow!* The fearful boy looked up, and saw Huge drops upon his brow ! That very night, while gentle...
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The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, Bind 7

1836
...right hand grow« racing hot, lil-i- Cranmor's at tho stake. ' And still no peace for the reelles* clay Will wave or mould allow ; The horrid thing pursues my soul — It ptands before me now!' The fearful boy looked up, and saw Hugo drops upon his brow ! That very nipht,...
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The jewel, sacred, domestic, narrative and lyrical poems selected from ...

Jewel - 1839
...Again — again with a dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. " And still no peace...fearful boy look'd up, and saw Huge drops upon his brow ! That very night, while gentle sleep The urchins' eyelids kiss'd, Two stern-faced men set out from...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Bind 8

1846
...again, with dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmcr's at the stake. "' And still no peace for the restless...fearful boy look'd up and saw Huge drops upon his brow. "That very night, while gentle sleep The urchin's eyelids kiss'd, Two stem-faced men set out from Lynn,...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 sider
...Again — again, with a dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. . . And still no peace...before me now !" — The fearful boy look'd up, and sawHuge drops upon his brow ! » * , That very night, while gentle sleep , . The urchin eyelids kiss'd,...
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Prose and Verse, Del 1

Thomas Hood - 1845
...Again — again, with a dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. " And still no peace...restless clay Will wave or mould allow ; The horrid thing that pursues my soul — It stands before me now !" The fearful boy looked up and saw Huge drops upon...
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Prose and Verse, Bind 1–2

Thomas Hood - 1845
...human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. " Andstill no peace for the restless clay Will wave or mould allow ; The horrid thing that pursues my soul — It stands before me now !" The fearful boy looked up and saw Huge drops upon...
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