dread fascination

Fair was Eutelidas once, with his beautiful hair, But admiring his face in the stream, on himself he inflicted A dread fascination, and wasted away with disease.

Her heart beat so fast that it nearly stified her; she stared in dread fascination at that spectral figure, which was Hugo and yet which was not Hugo, for the face was pale and transparent, the eyes shone strangely — he looked altogether unearthly.

In Cincinnati, in Boston, and wherever he has been he has secured the sympathy of the best portion of the community, and has been the means of rescuing thousands from the dread fascinations of this modern Circe.