The Heart of Mystery

                Mystery. It was embedded in her dark eyes, hinted at by her dress and though her lips parted at first only to smile, they whispered of it. I had no desire to solve her, like some detective in a cheap novel; no, she would not yield her secrets by way of clumsy persuasion. I […]

The Vampyre (Lord Byron)

  But thou, false Infidel! shalt writhe Beneath avenging Monkir’s scythe; And from its torment ‘scape alone To wander round lost Eblis’ throne;   And fire unquench’d, unquenchable, Around, within, thy heart shall dwell; Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell The tortures of that inward hell!   But first, on Earth as Vampire […]