The Complete Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne, Հատոր 2Houghton Mifflin, 1882 |
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... deep and solemn peals of the wind among the lofty tops of the trees ! In that vari- ety of natural utterances he could find something ac- cordant with every passage of his sermon , were it of tenderness or reverential fear . The boughs ...
... deep and solemn peals of the wind among the lofty tops of the trees ! In that vari- ety of natural utterances he could find something ac- cordant with every passage of his sermon , were it of tenderness or reverential fear . The boughs ...
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... deep lesson and should possess physical substance enough to stand alone . - In furtherance of my design , and as if to leave me no pretext for not fulfilling it , there was in the rear of the house the most delightful little nook of a ...
... deep lesson and should possess physical substance enough to stand alone . - In furtherance of my design , and as if to leave me no pretext for not fulfilling it , there was in the rear of the house the most delightful little nook of a ...
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... deep contemplation over my vegetable progeny with a love that nobody could share or conceive of who had never taken part in the pro- cess of creation . It was one of the most bewitching sights in the world to observe a hill of beans ...
... deep contemplation over my vegetable progeny with a love that nobody could share or conceive of who had never taken part in the pro- cess of creation . It was one of the most bewitching sights in the world to observe a hill of beans ...
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... deep , umbrageous recesses , those overshadowing banks , where we found such enjoyment during the sultry afternoons . a twig of foliage there but would dash a little shower into our faces . Looking reproachfully towards the impenetrable ...
... deep , umbrageous recesses , those overshadowing banks , where we found such enjoyment during the sultry afternoons . a twig of foliage there but would dash a little shower into our faces . Looking reproachfully towards the impenetrable ...
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... deep obscurity , the secrets of which I never learned , being too reverent of their dust and cobwebs . The beams and rafters , roughly hewn and with strips of bark still on them , and the rude masonry of the chimneys , made the gar- ret ...
... deep obscurity , the secrets of which I never learned , being too reverent of their dust and cobwebs . The beams and rafters , roughly hewn and with strips of bark still on them , and the rude masonry of the chimneys , made the gar- ret ...
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The Complete Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne, Հատոր 2 Nathaniel Hawthorne,Hawthorne Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1882 |
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Adam Adam and Eve amid Aminadab Annie Aylmer Beatrice beautiful behold beneath blaze bosom breast breath Bullfrog Celestial character cloud companion cried dark death deep Dorcas dream earth earthly Elliston evil exclaimed eyes face faith fancy father Feathertop felt figure 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 P.'S CORRESPONDENCE 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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Էջ 131 - 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 the fragrance of her breath. These incidents, however, dissolving in the pure light of her character, had no longer the efficacy of facts, but were acknowledged as mistaken fantasies, by whatever testimony of the senses they might appear to be substantiated.
Էջ 11 - ... contracted as it had been before the long custom of war had robbed human life of its sanctity, and while it still seemed murderous to slay a brother man. This one circumstance has borne more fruit for me than all that history tells us of the fight.
Էջ 82 - His head being turned back, he passed a crook of the road, and, looking forward again, beheld the figure of a man, in grave and decent attire, seated at the foot of an old tree. He arose at Goodman Brown's approach and walked onward side by side with him. " You are late, Goodman Brown," said he. " The clock of the Old South was striking as I came through Boston, and that is full fifteen minutes agone.
Էջ 96 - Far more than this. It shall be yours to penetrate, in every bosom, the deep mystery of sin, the fountain of all wicked arts, and which inexhaustibly supplies more evil impulses than human power - than my power at its utmost - can make manifest in deeds. And now, my children, look upon each other.
Էջ 119 - ... man's brain, only slightly or not at all connected with his heart. He paused, hesitated, turned half about, but again went on. His withered guide led him along several obscure passages, and finally undid a door, through which, as it was opened, there came the sight and sound of rustling leaves, with the broken sunshine glimmering among them. Giovanni stepped forth, and, forcing himself through the entanglement of a shrub that wreathed its tendrils over the hidden entrance, stood beneath his own...
Էջ 127 - And what was that?" asked Giovanni, turning his eyes downward to avoid those of the professor. "That this lovely woman," continued Baglioni, with emphasis, "had been nourished with poisons from her birth upward, until her whole nature was so imbued with them that she herself had become the deadliest poison in existence. Poison was her element of life.
Էջ 113 - there are pure and healthful flowers. Wear them for the sake of Giovanni Guasconti." "Thanks, signor," replied Beatrice, with her rich voice, that came forth as it were like a gush of music, and with a mirthful expression half childish and half woman-like. "I accept your gift, and would fain recompense it with this precious purple flower; but if I toss it into the air it will not reach you. So Signor Guasconti must even content himself with my thanks.
Էջ 526 - When the artist rose * high enough to achieve the beautiful, the symbol by which he made it perceptible to mortal senses became of little value in his eyes while his spirit possessed itself in the enjoyment of the reality.
Էջ 127 - ... them— had never been waved against him by a breeze. On the few occasions when Giovanni had seemed tempted to overstep the limit, Beatrice grew so sad, so stern, and withal wore such a look of desolate separation, shuddering at itself, that not a spoken word was requisite to repel him. At such times he was startled at the horrible suspicions "that rose, monster-like, out of the caverns of his heart and stared him in the face; his love grew thin and faint as the morning mist, his doubts alone...
Էջ 139 - To Beatrice, — so radically had her earthly part been wrought upon by Rappaccini's skill, — as poison had been life, so the powerful antidote was death; and thus the poor victim of man's ingenuity and of thwarted nature, and of the fatality that attends all such efforts of perverted wisdom, perished there, at the feet of her father and Giovanni.