The Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne: Mosses from an old manse. [c1882Houghton, Mifflin, 1882 |
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... appearance , conveying the impression that the earth was wet through like a sponge ; while the summit of a wooded hill , about a mile distant , was enveloped in a dense mist , where the demon of the tempest seemed to have his abiding ...
... appearance , conveying the impression that the earth was wet through like a sponge ; while the summit of a wooded hill , about a mile distant , was enveloped in a dense mist , where the demon of the tempest seemed to have his abiding ...
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... appearance as we should attribute to books of enchantment . Others equally antique were of a size proper to be carried in the large waistcoat pockets of old times , - diminutive , but as black as their bulkier brethren , and abundantly ...
... appearance as we should attribute to books of enchantment . Others equally antique were of a size proper to be carried in the large waistcoat pockets of old times , - diminutive , but as black as their bulkier brethren , and abundantly ...
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... appeared no hope of either mounting to the better world on a Gothic stair- case of ancient folios or of flying thither on the wings of a modern tract . Nothing , strange to say , retained any sap except what had been written for the ...
... appeared no hope of either mounting to the better world on a Gothic stair- case of ancient folios or of flying thither on the wings of a modern tract . Nothing , strange to say , retained any sap except what had been written for the ...
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... appeared , making a tremendous racket among the out- buildings , strewing the green grass with pine shavings and chips of chestnut joists , and vexing the whole an- tiquity of the place with their discordant renovations . Soon ...
... appeared , making a tremendous racket among the out- buildings , strewing the green grass with pine shavings and chips of chestnut joists , and vexing the whole an- tiquity of the place with their discordant renovations . Soon ...
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... appeared , it so connected itself with innumerable trains of thought and modes of feeling that it became the central point of all . With the morning twilight Aylmer opened his eyes upon his wife's face and recognized the sym- bol of ...
... appeared , it so connected itself with innumerable trains of thought and modes of feeling that it became the central point of all . With the morning twilight Aylmer opened his eyes upon his wife's face and recognized the sym- bol of ...
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Adam Adam and Eve amid Aminadab Annie appeared Aylmer Beatrice beautiful behold beneath blaze bosom breath Bullfrog Celestial character cloud companion countenance cried dark death deep Dorcas dream earth earthly Elliston evil exclaimed eyes face faith fancy father Feathertop felt figure finger fire flame flowers forest garden gaze Georgiana Giovanni glance gleam glow Goodman Brown guest Hall of Fantasy hand head heart heaven human idea imagination lady leaves light living looked looking-glass Lord Byron man's mankind mind Monsieur du Miroir moral Mother Rigby mountain mystery nature never observed Old Manse once Owen Warland passed perhaps pipe poor Rappaccini RAPPACCINI'S DAUGHTER replied Reuben rich Roderick scarecrow seemed shadow shrub smile soul spirit stood strange sunshine thee thing thou thought tion trees truth Vanity Fair virtuoso voice wandering whole window withered woman words wrought young young Goodman Brown youth
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Страница 99 - Ha! ha! ha!" roared Goodman Brown when the wind laughed at him. "Let us hear which will laugh loudest. Think not to frighten me with your deviltry. Come witch, come wizard, come Indian powwow, come devil himself, and here comes Goodman Brown. You may as well fear him as he fear you.
Страница 98 - The next moment, so indistinct were the sounds, he doubted whether he had heard aught but the murmur of the old forest, whispering without a wind. Then came a stronger swell of those familiar tones, heard daily in the sunshine at Salem village, but never until now from a cloud of night. There...
Страница 115 - ... professor of medicine in the university, a physician of eminent repute, to whom Giovanni had brought a letter of introduction. The professor was an elderly personage, apparently of genial nature, and habits that might almost be called jovial. He kept the young man to dinner, and made...
Страница 89 - ... twixt now and sunrise. What, my sweet, pretty wife, dost thou doubt me already, and we but three months married?" "Then God bless you!" said Faith, with the pink ribbons; "and may you find all well when you come back.
Страница 147 - ... among the flowers of Eden. Farewell, Giovanni! Thy words of hatred are like lead within my heart, but they too will fall away as I ascend. Oh, was there not from the first more poison in thy nature than in mine?
Страница 139 - Yet, so thoroughly had she made herself felt by him as a simple, natural, most affectionate and guileless creature, that the image now held up by Professor Baglioni, looked as strange and incredible, as if it were not in accordance with his own original conception. True, there were ugly recollections connected with his first glimpses of the beautiful girl; he could not quite forget the bouquet that withered in her grasp, and the insect that perished amid the sunny air, by no ostensible agency save...
Страница 142 - There was an awful doom," she continued, "the effect of my father's fatal love of science, which estranged me from all society of my kind.
Страница 62 - ... achievements that had won renown for its author, was yet as melancholy a record as ever mortal hand had penned. It was the sad confession and continual exemplification of the shortcomings of the composite man, the spirit burdened with clay and working in matter, and of the despair that assails the higher nature at finding itself so miserably thwarted by the earthly part. Perhaps every man of genius in whatever sphere might recognize the image of his own experience in Aylmer's journal.
Страница 95 - Mingled with fine wheat and the fat of a new-born babe," said the shape of old Goodman Brown. "Ah, your worship knows the recipe," cried the old lady, cackling aloud. "So, as I was saying, being all ready for the meeting, and no horse to ride on, I made up my mind to foot it; for they tell me there is a nice young man to be taken into communion tonight. But now your good worship will lend me your arm, and we shall be there in a twinkling." "That can hardly be," answered her friend. "I may not spare...
Страница 50 - It was the fatal flaw of humanity which Nature, in one shape or another, stamps ineffaceably on all her productions, either to imply that they are temporary and finite, or that their perfection must be wrought by toil and pain.