drunken and screaming

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" the thing, it was averred, was biologically impossible to start with; merely another of those crazy country mutterings which cotton mather had been gullible enough to dump into his chaotic magnalia christi americana, and so poorly authenticated that even he had not ventured to name the locality where the horror had occurred. ...

" it had been an eldritch thing--no wonder sensitive students shudder at the puritan age in massachusetts. so little is known of what went on beneath the surface--so little, yet such a ghastly festering as it bubbles up putrescently in occasional ghoulish glimpses. ...

"cotton mather, in that demonic sixth book which no one should read after dark minced no words as he flung forth his anathema. stern as a jewish prophet, and laconically unamazed as none since his day could be, he told of the beast that had brought forth what was more than a beast but less than man--the thing with the blemished eye--and of the screaming drunken wretch that they hanged for having such an eye."

h.p.lovecraft, the unnamable.

 

 

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