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Aaron asked began better bring brought called carry Cass child church close coming dark Dolly door Dunsey Dunstan Eppie everything eyes face father feel felt folks follow George give Godfrey gold gone hand head hear heart held hold hope horse interest it's keep knew known Lammeter leave light live look loom Macey married Master Marner mean mind Miss morning mother Nancy nature neighbors never night once Page passed perhaps person poor present pretty Priscilla question Raveloe reason round seemed seen sense side Silas Marner Silas's speak Squire stand story strange sure taken talk tell there's things thought took turned village voice walked wife wish woman young
Стр. xvi - This is life to come, Which martyred men have made more glorious For us who strive to follow. May I reach That purest heaven, be to other souls The cup of strength in some great agony, Enkindle generous ardor, feed pure love, Beget the smiles that have no cruelty, Be the sweet presence of a good diffused, And in diffusion ever more intense. So shall I join the choir invisible Whose music is the gladness of the world.
Стр. xvi - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self. In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Стр. xvii - But I hope you will not find it at all a sad story, as a whole, since it sets — or is intended to set — in a strong light the remedial influences of pure, natural human relations.
Стр. 13 - Lethean influence of exile, in which the past becomes dreamy because its symbols have all vanished, and the present too is dreamy because it is linked with no memories.
Стр. 125 - Gold 1 — his own gold — brought back to him as mysteriously as it had been taken away! He felt his heart begin to beat violently, and for a few moments he was unable to stretch out his hand and grasp the restored treasure. The heap of gold seemed to glow and get larger beneath his agitated gaze. He leaned forward at last, and stretched forth his hand ; but instead of the hard Coin with the familiar resisting outline, his fingers encountered soft warm curls.
Стр. 126 - ... those far-off scenes. The thoughts were strange to him now, like old friendships impossible to revive; and yet he had a dreamy feeling that this child was somehow a message come to him from that far-off life : it stirred fibres that had never been moved in Raveloe — old quiverings of tenderness — old impressions of awe at the presentiment of some Power presiding over his life...
Стр. 95 - God rest you, merry gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, For Jesus Christ our Saviour Was born on Christmas-day." Dolly listened with a devout look, glancing at Marner in some confidence that this strain would help to allure him to church. " That's Christmas music," she said, when Aaron had ended, and had secured his piece of cake again.
Стр. i - Longfellow's Tales of a Wayside Inn. Lowell's The Vision of Sir Launfal. Macaulay's Essay on Addison. Macaulay's Essay on Hastings. Macaulay's Essay on Lord Clive. Macaulay's Essay on Milton. Macaulay's Lays of Ancient Rome. Macaulay's Life of Samuel Johnson.
Стр. 147 - He half expected that this would be shock enough, and that Eppie would begin to cry. But instead of that, she began to shake herself on his knee, as if the proposition opened a pleasing novelty. Seeing that he must proceed to extremities, he put her into the coal-hole, and held the door closed, with a trembling sense that he was using a strong measure. For a moment there was silence, but then came a little cry, " Opy, opy 1 " and Silas let her out again, saying, " Now Eppie 'ull never be naughty...