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Updated: May 31, 2025
Well knew I of the contract: yet still I dreamed and hoped, yes, slept and dreamed; but to be awakened thus to such unutterable horror! Thank God, my mother is in heaven! that is the solitary drop of comfort in my life's poison-bowl. My mother's death a comfort! Alas, alas!"
If the lower-class Irishman or Italian, unendowed with judgment to rightly use the little knowledge he already possesses to properly interpret his own feelings or guide his own impulses has not his church with its priestly control, he will have his secret-society with its secret executive control, its bovine fury, and its senseless pertinacity, the poison-bowl and the dagger.
I'm no hero, and a bad conspirator, so I am not of much avail." "You have been reserved but I am going, and I leave my character behind. You condemned me to the poison-bowl; you have not touched it yourself" "In vino veritas: if I do I shall be speaking my mind." "Then do, for the sake of mind and body." "It won't be complimentary." "You can be harsh. Only say everything." "Have we time?"
And the man who made her smart like this was formal as a railway official on a platform. "Now we are both pledged in the poison-bowl," said he. "And it has the taste of rank poison, I confess. But the doctor prescribed it, and at sea we must be sailors. Now, Miss Middleton, time presses: will you return with me?" "No! no!" "Where do you propose to go?" "To London; to a friend Miss Darleton."
My fierce father, whose frown was as the frown of Azrael, hated me in my cradle; in my youth my name was invoked by rebels against my will; imprisoned by my father, with the poison-bowl or the dagger hourly before my eyes, I was saved only by the artifice of my mother.
There are women with thin lips and pointed noses, who only live to squabble over domestic grievances and interfere in their neighbours' business. There are your murderous women with large almond eyes, fair white hands, and voluptuous red lips, who, deprived of the dagger or the poison-bowl, will slay a reputation in a few lazily enunciated words, delivered with a perfectly high-bred accent.
My fierce father, whose frown was as the frown of Azrael, hated me in my cradle; in my youth my name was invoked by rebels against my will; imprisoned by my father, with the poison-bowl or the dagger hourly before my eyes, I was saved only by the artifice of my mother.
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