...what mean these alarms 3" She hears not, she sees not the terrible charms That wake her to liorrour again. She opens her lids ; but no longer her eyes...Behold the fair youth she would woo : Now appears the Paint King in his natural guise ; His face, like a palette of villainous dies, Black and white, red...

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...on the wave. " Oh ! mercy !" cried Ellen, and swoon'd in his arms, But the Paint-King, he scoff 'd at her pain ; " Prithee, love," said the monster,...She hears not, she sees not the terrible charms That wake her to horror again. Slie opens her lids ; but no longer her eyes Behold the fair youth she would...

...arms, But the PAINT-KING, he scoff d at her pain. " Prithee, love," said the monster, " what mea» these alarms . " She hears not, she sees not the terrible...in his natural guise: His face, like a palette of villanovn dies. Black and white, red and yellow, and blue. On the skull of a Titan, that Heaven defied,...

...ice on the wave. ".Oh, mercy .'" cried Ellen, and swoon'd in hii arms, But the PAINT-KING, he scoffM at her pain. " Prithee, love," said the monster, "...alarms ."" She hears not, she sees not the terrible charnls, That work her to horror again. She opens her lids, but no longer her eyes Behold the fair...

...ice on the wave. " Oh, mercy!" cried Ellen, and swoon'd in his arms, But the PAINT-KING, he scofFd at her pain ; " Prithee, love," said the monster,...woo; Now appears the PAINT-KING in his natural guise ; 276 FUGITIVE POETRY. On the skull of a Titan, that Heaven defied, Sat the fiend, like the grim Giant...

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...ice on the wave. " Oh, mercy !" cried Ellen, and swoon'd in his arms, But the Paint-King, he scoff 'd at her pain. " Prithee, love," said the monster, "what...in his natural guise : His face, like a palette of villanous dies, Black and white, red and yellow, and blue. On the skull of a Titan, that Heaven defied,...

...ice on the wave. " O, mercy !" cried Ellen, and swooned in his arms; But the Paint-King, he scoffed at her pain. " Prithee, love," said the monster," what mean these alarms f She hears not, she sees not the terrible charms, That work her to horror again. She opens her lids,...