The Mysteries of Udolpho

home is the resort Of love, of joy, of peace and plenty, where, Supporting and supported, polish’d friends And dear relations mingle into bliss. THOMSON On the...

I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul. SHAKESPEARE Madame St. Aubert was interred in the neighbouring village church; her husband...

O how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which nature to her vot’ry yields! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields;...

In truth he was a strange and wayward wight, Fond of each gentle, and each dreadful scene, In darkness, and in storm he found delight; Nor less than when on ocean-wave serene The s...

While in the rosy vale Love breath’d his infant sighs, from anguish free. THOMSON St. Aubert, sufficiently restored by a night’s repose to pursue his journey, ...

I care not, Fortune! what you me deny; You cannot rob me of free nature’s grace; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face; You cannot...

Let those deplore their doom, Whose hope still grovels in this dark sojourn. But lofty souls can look beyond the tomb, Can smile at fate, and wonder how they mourn. Shall Spring to...

O’er him, whose doom thy virtues grieve, Aerial forms shall sit at eve, and bend the pensive head. COLLINS The monk, who had before appeared, returned in the e...

Can Music’s voice, can Beauty’s eye, Can Painting’s glowing hand supply A charm so suited to my mind, As blows this hollow gust of wind? As drops this little weeping rill, Soft tin...

Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer’s cloud, Without our special wonder? MACBETH On the next morning, Emily ordered a fire to be lighted in the s...

I leave that flowery path for eye Of childhood, where I sported many a day, Warbling and sauntering carelessly along; Where every face was innocent and gay, Each vale romantic, tun...

Some pow’r impart the spear and shield, At which the wizard passions fly, By which the giant follies die! COLLINS Madame Cheron’s house stood at a little dista...

As when a shepherd of the Hebrid-Isles, Placed far amid the melancholy main, (Whether it be lone fancy him beguiles, Or that aerial beings sometimes deign To stand embodied to our ...

Where’er I roam, whatever realms I see, My heart untravell’d still shall turn to thee. GOLDSMITH The carriages were at the gates at an early hour; the bustle o...

_Titania_. If you will patiently dance in our round, And see our moonlight revels, go with us. MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM Early on the following morning, the tra...

He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men: he loves no plays, ....................he hears no music; Seldom he smiles; and smiles in such a sort, As if h...

And poor Misfortune feels the lash of Vice. THOMSON Emily seized the first opportunity of conversing alone with Mons. Quesnel, concerning La Vallée. His answer...

Dark power! with shudd’ring, meek submitted thought Be mine to read the visions old Which thy awak’ning bards have told, And, lest they meet my blasted view, Hold each strange tale...

I think it is the weakness of mine eyes, That shapes this monstrous apparition. It comes upon me! JULIUS CÆSAR Daylight dispelled from Emily’s mind the glooms ...

Of aery tongues, that syllable men’s names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses. MILTON It is now necessary to mention some circumstances, which could n...

He wears the rose of youth upon his cheek. SHAKESPEARE We now return to Valancourt, who, it may be remembered, remained at Thoulouse, some time after the depar...

The image of a wicked, heinous fault Lives in his eye; that close aspect of his Does show the mood of a much-troubled breast. KING JOHN Leaving the gay scenes ...

And shall no lay of death With pleasing murmur sooth Her parted soul? Shall no tear wet her grave? SAYERS On the following morning, Emily went early to the apa...

Who rears the bloody hand? SAYERS Emily remained in her chamber, on the following morning, without receiving any notice from Montoni, or seeing a human being, ...

Then, oh, you blessed ministers above, Keep me in patience; and, in ripen’d time, Unfold the evil which is here wrapt up In countenance. SHAKESPEARE Annette ca...

I will advise you where to plant yourselves; Acquaint you with the perfect spy o’ the time, The moment on ’t; for ’t must be done tonight. MACBETH Emily was so...

unfold What worlds, or what vast regions, hold Th’ immortal mind, that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook! IL PENSEROSO Emily’s mind was refreshed b...

Such are those thick and gloomy shadows damp, Oft seen in charnel-vaults and sepulchres, Lingering, and sitting, by a new-made grave. MILTON On the following d...

There is one within, Besides the things that we have heard and seen, Recounts most horrid sights, seen by the watch. JULIUS CÆSAR In the morning, Emily found M...

The midnight clock has toll’d; and hark, the bell Of death beats slow! heard ye the note profound? It pauses now; and now with rising knell Flings to the hollow gale its sullen sou...

Might we but hear The folded flocks penn’d in their wattled cotes, Or sound of pastoral reed with oaten stops, Or whistle from the lodge, or village cock Count the night watches to...

Was nought around but images of rest, Sleep-soothing groves and quiet lawns between, And flowery beds that slumbrous influence kept, From poppies breath’d, and banks of pleasant gr...

My tongue hath but a heavier tale to say. I play the torturer, by small and small, To lengthen out the worst that must be spoken. RICHARD II We now return, for...

Thus on the chill Lapponian’s dreary land, For many a long month lost in snow profound, When Sol from Cancer sends the seasons bland, And in their northern cave the storms hath bou...

Oh! the joy Of young ideas painted on the mind In the warm glowing colours fancy spreads On objects not yet known, when all is new, And all is lovely! SACRED DR...

What transport to retrace our early plays, Our easy bliss, when each thing joy supplied The woods, the mountains and the warbling maze Of the wild brooks! THOMS...

Oft woo’d the gleam of Cynthia, silver-bright, In cloisters dim, far from the haunts of Folly, With Freedom by my side, and soft-ey’d Melancholy. GRAY The Lady...

As when a wave, that from a cloud impends, And, swell’d with tempests, on the ship descends, White are the decks with foam; the winds aloud, Howl o’er the masts, and sing through e...

Is all the council that we two have shared, the hours that we have spent, When we have chid the hasty-footed time For parting us—Oh! and is all forgot? And will you rend our ancie...

Come, weep with me;—past hope, past cure, past help! ROMEO AND JULIET Valancourt, meanwhile, suffered the tortures of remorse and despair. The sight of Emily h...

This is no mortal business, nor no sound That the earth owes! SHAKESPEARE We now return to the mention of Montoni, whose rage and disappointment were soon lost...

Now it is the time of night, That, the graves all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way path to glide. SHAKESPEARE On the next night,...

Hail, mildly-pleasing Solitude! Companion of the wise and good! Thine is the balmy breath of morn, Just as the dew-bent rose is born. But chief when evening scenes decay And the ...

Ye gods of quiet, and of sleep profound! Whose soft dominion o’er this castle sways, And all the widely-silent places round, Forgive me, if my trembling pen displays What never yet...

Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber; Thou hast no figures, nor no fantasies, Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. SHAK...

Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn’d, Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked, or charitable, I will speak to thee. ...

Give thy thoughts no tongue. SHAKESPEARE The Baron St. Foix, whom anxiety for his friend had kept awake, rose early to enquire the event of the night, when, as...

Lull’d in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are link’d by many a hidden chain: Awake but one, and lo! what myriads rise! Each stamps its image as the other flies! ...

Ah happy hills! ah pleasing shade! Ah fields belov’d in vain! Where once my careless childhood stray’d, A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales, that from ye blow, A momentary bli...

Light thickens, and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop, and drowse; While night’s black agents to their preys do rouse. MA...

Ah why did Fate his steps decoy In stormy paths to roam, Remote from all congenial joy! BEATTIE Emily, meanwhile, was still suffering anxiety as to the fate of...

Call up him, that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold. MILTON On the following morning, as Emily sat in the parlour adjoining the library, reflecting on...

Sweet is the breath of vernal shower, The bees’ collected treasures sweet, Sweet music’s melting fall, but sweeter yet The still, small voice of gratitude. GRAY...

Unnatural deeds Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets. More needs she the divine, than the physician. ...

But in these cases, We still have judgment here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor: thus even-handed justice Commends the i...

Then, fresh tears Stood on her cheek, as doth the honey-dew Upon a gather’d lily almost wither’d SHAKESPEARE After the late discoveries, Emily was distinguishe...

Now my task is smoothly done, I can fly, or I can run Quickly to the green earth’s end, Where the bow’d welkin low doth bend, And, from thence, can soar as soon To the corners of t...