Matthew Lewis (writer) Quotes
- Matthew Lewis [was] the genre’s first punk, the Johnny Rotten of the Gothic novel. - View Quote Details on Matthew Lewis [was] the genre’s first punk, the Johnny Rotten…
- A Warrior so bold, and a Virgin so bright
Conversed, as They sat on the green:
They gazed on each other with tender delight;
Alonzo the Brave was the name of the Knight,
The Maid’s was the Fair Imogine. - View Quote Details on A Warrior so bold, and a Virgin so bright
Conversed, as… - An Author, whether good or bad, or between both, is an Animal whom every body is privileged to attack; For though All are not able to write Books, all conceive themselves able to judge them. - View Quote Details on An Author, whether good or bad, or between both, is…
- Hark! hark! – What mean those yells – those cries?
His chain some furious madman breaks!
He comes! I see his glaring eyes!
Now! now! my dungeon bars he shakes.
Help! Help! He’s gone! Oh! fearful woe,
Such screams to hear – such sights to see!
My brain! my brain! – I know, I know
I am not mad, but soon shall be. - View Quote Details on Hark! hark! – What mean those yells – those cries?
His… - Many of the narratives can only tend to excite ideas the worst calculated for a female breast: Every thing is called plainly and roundly by its name; and the annals of a Brothel would scarcely furnish a greater choice of indecent expressions. Yet this is the Book, which young Women are recommended to study. - View Quote Details on Many of the narratives can only tend to excite ideas…
- Oh! hush these suspicions,” Fair Imogine said,
“Offensive to Love and to me!
For if ye be living, or if ye be dead,
I swear by the Virgin, that none in your stead
Shall Husband of Imogine be. - View Quote Details on "Offensive to Love and...">Oh! hush these suspicions,” Fair Imogine said,
“Offensive to Love and… - He was a child, and a spoiled child, but a child of high imagination; and so he wasted himself on ghost-stories and German romances. - View Quote Details on He was a child, and a spoiled child, but a…
- All hail, M. P.! from whose infernal brain
Thin-sheeted phantoms glide, a grisly train;
At whose command “grim women” throng in crowds,
And kings of fire, of water, and of clouds,
With “small gray men,” “wild yagers,” and what not,
To crown with honour thee and Walter Scott ;
Again all hail! if tales like thine may please,
St. Luke alone can vanquish the disease;
Even Satan’s self with thee might dread to dwell,
And in thy skull discern a deeper hell. - View Quote Details on All hail, M. P.! from whose infernal brain
Thin-sheeted phantoms glide,… - The worms, They crept in, and the worms, They crept out,
And sported his eyes and his temples about,
While the Spectre addressed Imogine. - View Quote Details on The worms, They crept in, and the worms, They crept… - Farewel, thou cruel world! – to morrow
No more thy scorn my heart shall tear: –
The grave will shield the child of sorrow,
And heaven will hear the orphan’s prayer. - View Quote Details on Farewel, thou cruel world! – to morrow
No more thy scorn…
About Matthew Lewis (writer)
Matthew Gregory Lewis (1775-07-09 – 1812-05-17 ) was an English novelist, poet, playwright, translator and Member of Parliament. His novel The Monk, written at the age of 19, was one of the most popular examples of Gothic fiction, and led to his being commonly known as Monk Lewis. .
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