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Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,

Bram Stoker

Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?
BRAM STOKER

Girl Ground Like Lot Made Man Must Trod Unhappy Worship
Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky.
BRAM STOKER

Act Become Castle Conscious Courtyard Driver Fact House Pill Ruin Suddenly Vast
But hush! No telling to others that make so inquisitive questions. We must obey, and silence is a part of obedience, and obedience is to bring you strong and well into loving arms that wait for you.
BRAM STOKER

Hush Inquisitive Make Other Question Tell
No man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they may not fear to behold his face.
BRAM STOKER

All Boy Castle Children Death Enter Even Face Girl King Know Little Live Man So Wee Women
These infinitesimal distinctions between man and man are too paltry for an Omnipotent Being. How these madmen give themselves away! The real God taketh heed lest a sparrow fall. But the God created from human vanity sees no difference between an eagle and a sparrow.
BRAM STOKER

Being Between Distinction Infinitesimal Man Omnipotent Paltry
But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
BRAM STOKER

Care Know Men No One Starnger
He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
BRAM STOKER

Afford Before Century Man Mean Slow Succeed Wait
Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
BRAM STOKER

Angel Good Hours Woman
And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
BRAM STOKER

Began Draw Gloom Red Remain Snow
How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men–even if there are monsters in it.
BRAM STOKER

Good Men Thoughtful
Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
BRAM STOKER

Angel Day Good Hour Live Minute Read Tell Thing Women
No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.
BRAM STOKER

Heart Help Man No One Trouble Woman
Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,
BRAM STOKER

Care Nature Night Noon State Suspend Wait
It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.
BRAM STOKER

Facem Such Feel Himself Horror Import Man Only True Understand
There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
BRAM STOKER

Bad Country Dream People Sleep
Bleeding hearts, and dry bones of the churchyard, and tears that burn as they fall — all dance together to the music that he make with that smileless mouth of him.
BRAM STOKER

Bones Mouth Music Teras

Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,

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