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The poet's appearance altogether was highly prepossessing. His eyes caught at hers with passionate inquiries. His voice now had lost its ironies. “Why just take her limbs? Why not poison her, like me?” “Because, if you remember, she turned me into a vampire. It seemed incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya, and all the twining beauty of the gods. " "What do you think of my sketch, Jack?" said Hogarth, handing him the drawing. Standing over the pierced Rhea, Lucy bayed, a long cry that was half-scream and half-howl.
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