Convulsions lead to lactic acidosis, hyperthermia and rhabdomyolysis.
The convulsions progress, increasing in intensity and frequency until the backbone arches continually. The spasms then spread to every muscle in the body, with nearly continuous convulsions, and get worse at the slightest stimulus. For this reason, strychnine poisoning is often portrayed in literature and film, such as the murder mysteries written by Agatha Christie.Ten to twenty minutes after exposure, the body's muscles begin to spasm, starting with the head and neck in the form of trismus and risus sardonicus. It produces some of the most dramatic and painful symptoms of any known toxic reaction, making it quite noticeable and a common choice for assassinations and poison attacks. Strychnine poisoning can be fatal to humans and other animals and can occur by inhalation, swallowing or absorption through eyes or mouth.
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rĮvelyn Hope Poem by Robert BrowningEvelyn HopeI.Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead!Sit and watch by her side an hour.That is her book-shelf, this her bed She plucked that piece of geranium-flower,Beginning to die too, in the glass Little has yet been changed, I think:The shutters are shut, no light may passSave two long rays thro' the hinge's chink.II.Sixteen years old, when she died!Perhaps she had scarcely heard my name It was not her time to love beside,Her life had many a hope and aim,Duties enough and little cares,And now was quiet, now astir,Till God's hand beckoned unawares,-And the sweet white brow is all of it too late then, Evelyn Hope?What, your soul was pure and true,The good stars met in your horoscope,Made you of spirit, fire and dew-And, just because I was thrice as oldAnd our paths in the world diverged so wide,Each was nought to each, must I be told?We were fellow mortals, nought beside?IV.No, indeed! for God aboveIs great to grant, as mighty to make,And creates the love to reward the love:I claim you still, for my own love's sake!Delayed it may be for more lives yet,Through worlds I shall traverse, not a few:Much is to learn, much to forgetEre the time be come for taking you.V.But the time will come,-at last it will,When, Evelyn Hope, what meant (I shall say)In the lower earth, in the years long still,That body and soul so pure and gay?Why your hair was amber, I shall divine,And your mouth of your own geranium's red-And what you would do with me, in fine,In the new life come in the old one's stead.VI.I have lived (I shall say) so much since then,Given up myself so many times,Gained me the gains of various men,Ransacked the ages, spoiled the climes Yet one thing, one, in my soul's full scope,Either I missed or itself missed me:And I want and find you, Evelyn Hope!What is the issue? let us see!VII.I loved you, Evelyn, all the while.My heart seemed full as it could hold?There was place and to spare for the frank young smile,And the red young mouth, and the hair's young gold.So, hush,-I will give you this leaf to keep:See, I shut it inside the sweet cold hand!There, that is our secret: go to sleep!You will wake, and remember, and understand.ģ- full ration of the assassin’s wonderful substance r the darker works of Beardsley and Felicien Rops, and ringing with the gloat curses of the Head, as we called him, lubriciously gasping in the grip of ether.ĥ- He told me that, as far as I could gather, aĬertain good-looking Evelyn Hope was dead. 66- I remembered the place of my initiation into so much that was glowing and slendid I remembered the clanging fives courts, and the solemn old Hall, hung round with.67. photographs of young and laughing atheletes, lads who had profited and gone on, and ringing with those words of the Head, as we called him, that one by one the touch of life has turned to truths. I collected myself and mine, and went out to sniff the new air.-73- I remembered the place of my initiation behind the old Port at Marseille, the furtive plush, the little airless secret rooms hung roud with.74. … If he who so tragically killed his King, ever reached here at all, which is historically more than doubtful … it was certainly not in such ease or such good time as I. The police were after him in no uncertain manner, and it seemed impossible for him to ultimately escape them. 35- (eind pagina?) For the time being, Henry was drawing towards a close.
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