 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1818 - 574 pagine
...thing that lny at my feet. It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished li),ht, I snw the dull yellow eye of the creature open ; it breathed hard, and :i convulsive motion... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1823 - 586 pagine
...thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning ; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open ; it breathed VOL. I. F hard, and a convulsive motion... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1835 - 452 pagine
...thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning ; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open ; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1835 - 420 pagine
...thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning ; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open ; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1838 - 1198 pagine
...thing that lay at my feet. Il was already one in the morning ; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out. when, by the glimmer ofthe half-extinguished light, 1 saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open; it breathed hard, and... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1841 - 464 pagine
...thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated... | |
 | Richard H. Horne - 1844 - 342 pagine
...thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning ; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open ; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated... | |
 | Richard H. Horne - 1844 - 392 pagine
...thing that lay at my feet. It wan already one in the morning ; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the luilf-extinguished light, I s.iw the dull yellow cye of the creature open; it breathed hard, and a... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1853 - 420 pagine
...thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning ; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open ; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1869 - 200 pagine
...thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open ; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated... | |
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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 my feet. It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes,... 
