The Complete Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne, Հատոր 2Houghton Mifflin, 1882 |
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... windows set with little , old - fashioned panes of glass , each with a crack across it ; " , and it does not require much imagination , nor perhaps any violation of history , to suppose that these are the self - same panes through which ...
... windows set with little , old - fashioned panes of glass , each with a crack across it ; " , and it does not require much imagination , nor perhaps any violation of history , to suppose that these are the self - same panes through which ...
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... windows , except where it is broken by two small doors , is faced with wooden paneling from floor to ceiling , concealed , however , un- der a coat of paint . It is probable that the material for some of these tales had been matured in ...
... windows , except where it is broken by two small doors , is faced with wooden paneling from floor to ceiling , concealed , however , un- der a coat of paint . It is probable that the material for some of these tales had been matured in ...
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... windows , set with little , old- fashioned panes of glass , each with a crack across it . The two on the western side ... window that the clergyman who then dwelt in the Manse stood watching the outbreak of a long and leadly struggle ...
... windows , set with little , old- fashioned panes of glass , each with a crack across it . The two on the western side ... window that the clergyman who then dwelt in the Manse stood watching the outbreak of a long and leadly struggle ...
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... windows of my study . The great willow - tree had caught and retained among its leaves a whole cata- ract of water , to be shaken down at intervals by the frequent gusts of wind . All day long , and for a week together , the rain was ...
... windows of my study . The great willow - tree had caught and retained among its leaves a whole cata- ract of water , to be shaken down at intervals by the frequent gusts of wind . All day long , and for a week together , the rain was ...
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... windows , it was but a twilight at the best ; and there were nooks , or rather caverns , of deep obscurity , the ... window , its small fireplace , and its closet , convenient for an oratory , it was the very spot where a young man ...
... windows , it was but a twilight at the best ; and there were nooks , or rather caverns , of deep obscurity , the ... window , its small fireplace , and its closet , convenient for an oratory , it was the very spot where a young man ...
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The Complete Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne, Հատոր 2 Nathaniel Hawthorne,Hawthorne Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1882 |
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Էջ 103 - ... minister and good old Deacon Gookin seized his arms and led him to the blazing rock. Thither came also the slender form of a veiled female, led between Goody Cloyse, that pious teacher of the catechism, and Martha Carrier, who had received the Devil's promise to be queen of hell. A rampant hag was she. And there stood the proselytes beneath the canopy of fire. "Welcome, my children," said the dark figure, "to the communion of your race.
Էջ 103 - ... wealth ; and how fair damsels — blush not, sweet ones — have dug little graves in the garden, and bidden me, the sole guest, to an infant's funeral. By the sympathy of your human hearts for sin ye shall scent out all the places — whether in church, bedchamber, street, field, or...
Էջ 65 - She felt how much more precious was such a sentiment than that meaner kind which would have borne with the imperfection for her sake, and have been guilty of treason to holy love by degrading its perfect idea to the level of the actual; and with her whole spirit she prayed that, for a single moment, she might satisfy his highest and deepest conception.
Էջ 94 - Then Goody Cloyse knows her old friend?" observed the traveller, confronting her and leaning on his writhing stick. "Ah, forsooth, and is it your worship indeed?
Էջ 22 - I listened, the thump of a great apple was audible, falling without a breath of wind, from the mere necessity of perfect ripeness.
Էջ 79 - It was such a light as never illuminates the earth, save when a great heart burns as the household fire of a grand intellect. And who was he ? Who, but the Master Genius, for whom our country is looking anxiously into the mist of time, as destined to fulfil the great mission of creating an American literature, hewing it, as it were, out of the unwrought granite of our intellectual quarries. From him...
Էջ 91 - ... features. Still they might have been taken for father and son. And yet, though the elder person was as simply clad as the younger, and as simple in manner too, he had an indescribable air of one who knew the world, and...
Էջ 99 - Indians; while sometimes the wind tolled like a distant church bell, and sometimes gave a broad roar around the traveller, as if all Nature were laughing him to scorn. But he was himself the chief horror of the scene, and shrank not from its other horrors. "Ha! ha! ha!
Էջ 90 - So they parted; and the young man pursued his way until, being about to turn the corner by the meeting-house, he looked back and saw the head of Faith still peeping after him with a melancholy air, in spite of her pink ribbons.
Էջ 147 - What mean you, foolish girl ? Dost thou deem it misery to be endowed with marvellous gifts, against which no power nor strength could avail an enemy ? Misery, to be able to quell the mightiest with a breath ? Misery, to be as terrible as thou art beautiful ? Wouldst thou, then, have preferred the condition of a weak woman, exposed to all evil, and capable of none ?" " I would fain have been loved, not feared," murmured Beatrice, sinking down upon the ground.