Matthew Phipps Shiel

Matthew Phipps Shiel

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Portrait of Matthew Phipps Shiel Matthew Phipps Shiel,  Tulsah

“ All my first youth has passed from me as completely as though I never had a first youth. Many and many are the days which I have spent, unconscious of the universe, rapt in contemplation of this mystery. But no intensest effort could bring one ray of remembrance. I can recall, indeed, the circumstance of my awaking to self-knowledge; but as to all that preceded it, there is the blackness of darkness. In a chamber hollowed out of the face of the natural rock I opened my eyes. ”
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Portrait of Matthew Phipps Shiel Matthew Phipps Shiel,  Tulsah

“ I dashed my body against the door of my prison; for a full hour of frenzy beat my life against its adamant: then fell to the ground.
As I lay on the floor, my senses having returned to me, I seemed to hear a very faint sound, proceeding apparently from beneath the casing of wood. I bent down my ear. It was a gentle crepitant sound, as though a rat gnawed the wood.
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Portrait of Matthew Phipps Shiel Matthew Phipps Shiel,  Tulsah

“ But they lived — so long, and so securely — that it seemed as though the heavens were oblivious of the sacrilege. At last Tamar died. Obal was full of years. On the night preceding her journey to the tomb, the patriarch slept by her side — for the last time — on the couch of ivory where she stiffly lay. He slept. In the morning his eunuchs, coming to the chamber, found him dead. His face, his staring eyes, were black with imprisoned blood. Around his throat had coiled itself a serpent, red of colour, as though a flame perfused its veins. ”
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