Author: James Montgomery
Cited by
- Kate Mosse (1)
- IN: The Taxidermist's Daughter (2014) Fiction, American
EPIGRAPH: Tis now, replied the village belle,
St Mark's mysterious eve,
And all that old traditions tell
I trembingly believe;
How, when the midnight signal tolls,
Along the churchyard green,
A mournful train of sentenced souls
In winding-sheets are seen.
The ghosts of all whom death shall doom
Within the coming year,
In pale procession walk the gloom,
Amid the silence drear.
FROM: The Vigil of St Mark, (1813), Poem, UK
- Herman Melville (1)
- IN: Moby-Dick (1851) Fiction, American
EPIGRAPH: In the free element beneath me swam,
Floundered and dived, in play, in chace, in battle,
Fishes of every colour, form, and kind;
Which language cannot paint, and mariner
Had never seen; from dread Leviathan
To insect millions peopling every wave:
Gather'd in shoals immense, like floating islands,
Led by mysterious instincts through that waste
And trackless region, though on every side
Assaulted by voracious enemies,
Whales, sharks, and monsters, arm'd in front or jaw,
With swords, saws, spiral horns, or hooked fangs.
FROM: The World Before the Flood, (1813), Book, UK
- Eliot Warburton (2)
- IN: The Crescent and the Cross: Or, Romance and Realities of Eastern Travel, Volume I. (1846) Non-Fiction, Irish
EPIGRAPH: Here Desolation keeps unbroken sabbath,
'Mid caves, and temples, palaces and sepulchres;
Ideal images in sculptured forms,
Thoughts hewn in columns, or in caverned hill,
In honour of their deities and of their dead.
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
- NULL (1)
- IN: The Morning of Life: a Memoir of Miss A (1851) Book, NULL
EPIGRAPH: Night is the time to weep:
To wet with unseen tears
Those graves of memory, where sleep
The joys of other years.
Hopes that were angels in their birth
But perished young, like things of earth.
FROM: Night, (1830), Poem, UK