TALES OF A
CRUEL COUNTRY

Then came sudden alarms; hurryings to and fro; trepidations ofinnumerable fugitives, I knew not whether from the good cause orthe bad; darkness and lights; tempest and human faces; and at last,with the sense that all was lost, female forms, and the featuresthat were worth all the world to me; and but a moment allowed—andclasped hands, with heart-breaking partings, and then—everlastingfarewells! and, with a sigh such as the caves of hell sighed whenthe incestuous mother uttered the abhorred name of Death, the soundwas reverberated—everlasting farewells! and again, and yet againreverberated—everlasting farewells!

De Quincey