Bram Stoker

Bram Stoker

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Portrait of Bram Stoker Bram Stoker A Dream of Red Hands (1914)

And then the angels raised their flaming swords to smite me down, and the horror was complete—I awoke. Again, and again, and again, that awful dream comes to me. I never learn form the experience, I never remember, but at the beginning the hope if ever there to make the end more appalling; and I know that the dream does not come out of the common darkness where the dreams abide, but that it is sent form God as a punishment! Never, never shall I be able to pass the gate, for the soil on the angel garments must ever come from these bloody hands!"
I listened as in a spell as Jacob Settle spoke.
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Portrait of Bram Stoker Bram Stoker A Dream of Red Hands (1914)

It is a thousand times worse for those who live alone and have to do so. What cheer is there for me, waking here in the silence of the night, with the wide moor around me full of voices and full of faces that make my waking a worse dream than my sleep?
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Portrait of Bram Stoker Bram Stoker A Dream of Red Hands (1914)

My purpose was to comfort, so I spoke out with what calmness I could, for my heart was beating fast and heavily–
"You need not despair, Jacob Settle. God is very good, and his mercy is great. Live on and work on in the hope that some day you may feel that you have atoned for the past." Here I paused, for I could see that sleep, natural sleep this time, was creeping upon him. "Go to sleep," I said; "I shall watch with you here, and we shall have no more evil dreams to-night."
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