 IT was on a dreary night of November, that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils. With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, I collected the instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at...  The Quarterly Review - Страница 3821818Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Walter Scott - 1835 - 420 страници
...specimen of the style and manner of the work. " It was on a dreary night of November that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils. With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, 1 collected the instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1838 - 1198 страници
...specimen of the style and manner of the work. " It was on a dreary night of November that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils. With an anxiety that almost...being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. Il was already one in the morning ; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was... | |
 | Richard H. Horne - 1844 - 382 страници
...was on a dreary night of November, that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils. With an anxiety thnt almost amounted to agony, I collected the instruments...spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my foet. It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle... | |
 | Richard H. Horne - 1844 - 392 страници
...toils. With nn anxiety tliat nlmnSt amounted to agony, I collected the instrument! of life -iruninl me, that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feot. It was already one in the morning ; the rain puttered dismally ng.iinst Ihc panes, and my candle... | |
 | Richard H. Horne - 1844 - 330 страници
...rendered subservient to artistical effect : — " It was on a dreary nigbt of November, that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils. With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, I collected the instruments x>f life around me, that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1853 - 420 страници
...specimen of the style and manner of the work. ** It was on a dreary night of November that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils. With an anxiety that almost...collected the instruments of life around me, that 1 might infuse a spark uf being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876 - 860 страници
...described : The Monster created by Frankenstein. It was on a dreary night of November that I beheld the With + ra;n pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1880 - 824 страници
...the accomplishment of my toils. \\'itli an anxiety tint almost amounted to agony, I collected tin; instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark of MtDg iuto the lifeless thing th;it lay at my feet. It was already one iu tho morning ; th-; ruin patted... | |
 | 1818 - 586 страници
...the account of the animation of the image. ' It was on a dreary night of November, that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils. With an anxiety that almost...I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless tiling that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning ; the rain pattered dismally against... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1891 - 348 страници
...my creation should be complete. CHAPTER V. IT was on a dreary night of November, that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils. With an anxiety that almost...at my feet. It was already one in the morning ; the min pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of... | |
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