 ... discoursing so aptly that his arguments seemed rather to spring up in the bosom of his auditor than to be suggested by himself. As they went, he plucked a branch of maple to serve for a walking stick, and began to strip it of the twigs and little...  Mosses from an Old Manse - Страница 75по Nathaniel Hawthorne - 1846Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne - 1846 - 222 страници
...and began to strip it of the twigs and little boughs, which were wet with evening dew. The moment his fingers touched them, they became strangely withered...Goodman Brown sat himself down on the stump of a tree, arid refused to go any farther. " Friend," said he, stubbornly, " my mind is made up. Not another step... | |
 | George Hooker Colton, James Davenport Whelpley - 1846 - 724 страници
...his finger ? Thou art in awful company ! How we tremble for him when he says stubbornly, л Friend, my mind is made up ; not another step will I budge on this errand." God help thee to stand up to that resolve ! His Tempter disappears. But then all the air and forest... | |
 | George Hooker Colton, James Davenport Whelpley - 1846 - 694 страници
...of his finger? Thou art in awful company ! How we tremble for him when he says stubbornly, " Friend, my mind is made up ; not another step will I budge on this errand." God help thee to stand up to that resolve ! His Tempter disappears. But then all the air and forest... | |
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne - 1851 - 472 страници
...to strip it of the twigs and littla boughs, which were wet with evening dew. The moment his fmgers touched them, they became strangely withered and dried...down on the stump of a tree, and refused to go any further. " Friend," said he, stubbornly, " my mind is made up. Not another step will I budge on this... | |
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne - 1882 - 566 страници
...and began to strip it of the twigs and little boughs, which were wet with evening dew. The moment his fingers touched them they became strangely withered...farther. "Friend," said he, stubbornly, "my mind is made "p. Not another step will I budge on this errand. What if a wretched old woman do choose to go to the... | |
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne - 1882 - 580 страници
...and began to strip it of the twigs and little boughs, which were wet with evening dew. The moment his fingers touched them they became strangely withered..." Friend," said he, stubbornly, " my mind is made op. Not another step will I budge on this errand What if a wretched old woman do choose to go to the... | |
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne, Hawthorne - 1882 - 574 страници
...and began to strip it of the twigs and little boughs, which were wet with evening dew. The moment his fingers touched them they became strangely withered...week's sunshine. Thus the pair proceeded, at a good Tree pace, until suddenly, in a gloomy hollow of the road, Goodman Brown sat himself down on the stump... | |
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne - 1900 - 424 страници
...and began to strip it of the twigs and little boughs, which were wet with evening dew. The moment his fingers touched them, they became strangely withered...in a gloomy hollow of the road, Goodman Brown sat him110 self down on the stump of a tree,. and refused to go any farther. " Friend," said he. stubbornly,... | |
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne - 1900 - 406 страници
...and began to strip it of the twigs and little boughs, which were wet with evening dew. The moment his fingers touched them they became strangely withered...in a gloomy hollow of the road, Goodman Brown sat himno self down on the stump of a tree and refused to go any farther. " Friend," said he stubbornly,... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Edward Douglas Snyder - 1927 - 1288 страници
...with evening dew. The moment his fingers touched them they became strangely withered and dried up 60 as with a week's sunshine. Thus the pair proceeded,...good free pace, until suddenly, in a gloomy hollow of 1 wild celery five-finger 'a plant popularly called * acónito the road, Goodman Brown sat himself... | |
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