Wednesday, July 31, 2013


"The steeples are white in the wild moonlight, And the trees have a silver glare; Past the chimneys high see the vampires fly, And the harpies of upper air,
That flutterand laugh and stare."
H.P. Lovecraft, Hallowe'en In a Suburb

Gorgons, and Hydras, and Chimaeras—dire stories of Celaeno and the Harpies—may reproduce themselves in the brain of superstition—
but they were there before.
They are transcripts, types—the archetypes are in us, and eternal."
Charles Lamb, Witches and Other Night-Fears
(H.P. Lovecraft, The Dunwich Horror)

"Some say that they resembled birds with the heads and torso of ugly women...and having arms with talons for fingers."
Carol Rose, Giants, Monsters and Dragons

"The first landing was at the island of the Harpies. These were disgusting birds with the heads of maidens, with long claws and faces pale with hunger."
Thomas Bulfinch, Bulfinch's Mythology

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