 | Sketches - Medical scientists - 1799 - 204 pages
...when the gloss of novelty was fresh on all the objects that surrounded me, and I looked with unmingled hope upon the distant world. Now — but I am rambling...me down the bed ; if it had been real, it could not have been more distinct. For some time, how long I cannot tell, I almost fainted with terror, but when... | |
 | 1830 - 696 pages
...went to bed ; the moonlight, which fell bright into my room, showed me, distinctly, the pannel of the door, behind which hung my silent acquaintance. I...me down the bed; if it had been real, it could not have been more distinct. Weather. — A gentleman who kept an account of the changes of weather for... | |
 | 1830 - 480 pages
...to hed ; the moonlight which fell hright into my room showed me distinctly the panelled door, hehind which hung my silent acquaintance ; I could not help...thinking of him — I tried to think of something else, hut in vain. I shut my eyes, and hegan to forget myself, when, whether I was awake or asleep, or hetween... | |
 | Great Britain - 1831 - 526 pages
...the gloss of novelty was fresh on all the objects which surrounded me, and I looked with unmingled hope upon the distant world. Now — but I am rambling...me down the bed; if it had been real it could not have been more distinct. For some time, how long I cannot tell, I almost fainted with terror, but when... | |
 | Great Britain - 1833 - 646 pages
...alarm, that, one night, he fancied it came out of its case •nd approached him. " I tried," he says, " to think of something else, but in vain. I shut my...me down the bed : if it had been real, it could not have been more distinct." He is said, about this time, to have derived great benefit from a manuscript... | |
 | Charles Ollier - Dreams - 1848 - 270 pages
...which there was a skeleton. ' One night,' says he, ' I went to bed ; the moonlight, which fell brightly into my room, showed me distinctly the panelled door,...tell, — but suddenly I felt two bony hands grasp my ankles, and pull me down the bed. // it had been real, it could not have been more distinct.' " * This... | |
 | Cecilia Lucy Brightwell - 1863 - 332 pages
...the gloss of novelty was fresh on all the objects which surrounded me, and I looked, with unrningled hope, upon the distant world. Now — but I am rambling...me down the bed : if it had been real it could not have been more distinct. For some time, how long I cannot tell, I almost fainted with terror ; but... | |
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I looked with unmingled hope upon the distant world. Now — but I am rambling from my story. I went to bed, the moonlight which fell bright into my room showed me distinctly the panelled door behind which hung my silent acquaintance ; I could not help... 