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To Horror
Robert Southey
Dark HORROR, hear my call! Stern Genius hear from thy retreat On some old sepulchre's moss-cankered seat, Beneath the Abbey's ivied wall That tr...Rate it:

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Horreur sympathique (Sympathetic Horror)
Charles Baudelaire
l'Enfer où mon coeur se plaît. Reflected Horror From that sky, bizarre and livid, Distorted as yRate it:

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That after Horror—that 'twas us
Emily Dickinson
That after Horror—that 'twas us— That passed the mouldering Pier— Just as the Granite Crumb let go— Our Savior, by a Hair— A second more, had drop...Rate it:

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The Horror
Georg Trakl
slowly lifts in the vagueness Out of horror and darkness: Cain! Very quietly the velvet curtains Rate it:

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Horror
Victor Marie Hugo
Esprit mystérieux qui, le doigt sur ta bouche, Passes... ne t'en va pas ! parle à l'homme farouche Ivre d'ombre et d'immensité, Parle-moi, toi, f...Rate it:

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La Muse Malade (The Sick Muse)
Charles Baudelaire
visions; I see in turn reflected on your face Horror and madness, cold and taciturn. Have the grRate it:

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Saint Edmond's Eve
Percy Bysshe Shelley
sprite be laid, Yet to-night when the hour of horror's told, Must I meet the wandering shade. 'NorRate it:

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Ghasta Or, The Avenging Demon!!!
Percy Bysshe Shelley
loudly sing, Tidings of despair and death.-- Horror covers all the sky, Clouds of darkness blot tRate it:

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Les Chats (Cats)
Charles Baudelaire
sensual pleasure, They seek the silence and the horror of darkness; Erebus would have used them aRate it:

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The Fearful Traveller In The Haunted Castle
George Moses Horton
phantom and the shroud, And bids the pulse of horror beat Throughout my ears aloud. Some unknowRate it:

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The Neophyte
Aleister Crowley
and my throat catch breath As if I choked; some horror creeps between The spirit of my will and itsRate it:

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The Story of Prince Agib
William Schwenck Gilbert
them to tune up and begin. Though its icy horror chill you to the core, I will tell you what I nevRate it:

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Bereft
Arthur Henry Adams
silence of the coming years Only the muffled horror from the room Where I had left my little chRate it:

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Chant d'automne (Song Of Autumn)
Charles Baudelaire
winter will possess my being: wrath, Hate, horror, shivering, hard, forced labor, And, like the sRate it:

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Chione
Archibald Lampman
broken, silent in her agony. At first in waking horror racked and bound She lay, and then a gradualRate it:

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Dark Overcome
Deci Hernandez
Dark, the man festered and rescued horror From actionless thought he krept on his knees fingernails first Smelled for blood licked the dirt With h...Rate it:

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Fragment: Yes! All Is Past
Percy Bysshe Shelley
swell pauses on my sickening mind; How long will horror nerve this frame of clay? I’m dead, and linRate it:

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Heccar and Gaira
Thomas Chatterton
echoing cave; Where the sharp rocks, in distant horror seen, Drive the white currents thro' the sRate it:

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Hunted Down
Henry Kendall
out since the night of escape - two years under horror and ban. In a time full of thunder and rain,Rate it:

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Hymne à la Beauté (Hymn To Beauty)
Charles Baudelaire
which you mock, O Beauty! Of your jewels Horror is not the least charming, And Murder, among yourRate it:

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Jean Desprez
Robert William Service
there, And there was anguish in his eyes, and horror in his stare; "Water! A single drop!" he moaneRate it:

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Love And Madness
Thomas Campbell
ye, did Pity's trembling voice control, Or horror damp the purpose of my soul ? No ! my wild heartRate it:

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Memorat Memoria
Francis Thompson
ill that we do in tenderness, and the hateful horror of love! It has sent more souls to the unslakeRate it:

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Ned Connor
Charles Harpur
tale, But all the rest though men of blood, With horror seemed to quail, And saw though he stood boRate it:

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On the Bill Which Was Passed in England For Regulating the Slave-Trade
Helen Maria Williams
one dire scene for ever clos'd; Its horror shall no more belong To that foul drama, deep with wrongRate it:

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