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" Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign, and pass over. Motionless, senseless, dying, he lay, and his spirit exhausted Seemed to be sinking down through infinite depths in the darkness, Darkness of slumber... "
Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age - Page 105
1848
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The American Whig Review, Volume 1; Volume 7

1848 - 722 pages
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign and pass over." This is a temperance in passion, not acquired or begotten, but innate and "from the purpose." One would...
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Poems, Volume 2

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 476 pages
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign,...spirit exhausted Seemed to be sinking down through in6nite depths in the darkness, Darkness of slumber and death, for ever sinking and sinking. Then through...
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Brownson's Quarterly Review, Volume 4

Orestes Augustus Brownson - 1850 - 560 pages
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign and pass over." We could laugh at all these conceits, if they did not contain glimmerings of a fine fancy run mad,...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5, Part 1

1855 - 724 pages
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of death might see the sign,...dying he lay, and his spirit exhausted Seemed to be slaking down through Infinite depths in the darkness, Darkness of clumber and death, for ever sinking...
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The Church of England quarterly review, Volume 31

1852 - 528 pages
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the angel of death might see the sign...dying, he lay, and his spirit exhausted Seemed to he sinking down through infinite depths in the darkness — • Darkness of slumber and death — for...
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The North British review

1852 - 620 pages
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled the portals, That the angel of death might see the sign, and pass over." This, if it can be called an illustration at all, is an illustration " by contraries," seing that,...
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New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volume 99

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1853 - 516 pages
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign, and pass over.§§ This penchant for Scripture similitudes would have made the poet dear, two centuries ago, to the lovers...
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The New Monthly Magazine, Volume 99

1853 - 538 pages
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign, and pass over.§§ This penchant for Scripture similitudes would have made the poet dear, two centuries ago, to the lovers...
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The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. With Prefatory Notice ...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 568 pages
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of death might see the sign...Heard he that cry of pain, and through the hush that sueceeded Whispered a gentle voice, in aecents tender and saintlike, " Gabriel ! O my beloved !" and...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5

1855 - 1416 pages
...lips still borned the flush of the fever, A* if life, like Uie Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of death might see the sign,...senseless, dying he lay, and his spirit exhausted to be sinking down through infinite depths in the darknesa, ss of slumber and death, for ever shaking...
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