The Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne: Mosses from an old manse. [c1882Houghton, Mifflin, 1882 |
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... , into the domestic circle . From these quiet win- dows the figures of passing travellers looked too re- mote and dim to disturb the sense of privacy . In its - a man not near retirement and accessible seclusion it THE OLD MANSE.
... , into the domestic circle . From these quiet win- dows the figures of passing travellers looked too re- mote and dim to disturb the sense of privacy . In its - a man not near retirement and accessible seclusion it THE OLD MANSE.
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... passed since the battle day . On the farther shore , overhung by a clump of elder bushes , we discern the stone abutment of the bridge . Looking down into the river , I once discovered some heavy fragments of the timbers , all green 16 ...
... passed since the battle day . On the farther shore , overhung by a clump of elder bushes , we discern the stone abutment of the bridge . Looking down into the river , I once discovered some heavy fragments of the timbers , all green 16 ...
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... In the long pro- cession of slain invaders who passed into eternity from the battle - fields of the revolution , these two nameless soldiers led the way . VOL . IL 2 Lowell , the poet , as we were once standing THE OLD MANSE . 17.
... In the long pro- cession of slain invaders who passed into eternity from the battle - fields of the revolution , these two nameless soldiers led the way . VOL . IL 2 Lowell , the poet , as we were once standing THE OLD MANSE . 17.
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... passing breeze with the certainty that somebody must profit by it , and that there would be a little more honey in the world to allay the sourness and bitterness which mankind is always complaining of . Yes , indeed ; my life was the ...
... passing breeze with the certainty that somebody must profit by it , and that there would be a little more honey in the world to allay the sourness and bitterness which mankind is always complaining of . Yes , indeed ; my life was the ...
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... passing day and year without the remotest pretension or idea of permanence . There were a few old newspapers , and still older alma- nacs , which reproduced to my mental eye the epochs when they had issued from the press with a distinct ...
... passing day and year without the remotest pretension or idea of permanence . There were a few old newspapers , and still older alma- nacs , which reproduced to my mental eye the epochs when they had issued from the press with a distinct ...
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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.