“Or, he may have the idea of a monstrous hag squatted
upon his breast – mute, motionless and malignant; an
incarnation of the evil sprit – whose intolerable weight
crushes the breath out of his body, and whose fixed,
deadly incessant stare petrifies him with horror and
makes his very existence insufferable.”
upon his breast – mute, motionless and malignant; an
incarnation of the evil sprit – whose intolerable weight
crushes the breath out of his body, and whose fixed,
deadly incessant stare petrifies him with horror and
makes his very existence insufferable.”
Robert MacNish The Philosophy of Sleep 1834, pp.123-134
