The Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne, Volumen14Houghton Mifflin, 1884 |
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... thought it possible I might have paid some attention to my ancestry , and told me that this old Major , with about a dozen others , whose names he mentioned , used to go by turns to Manchester to preach . He had the informa- tion from ...
... thought it possible I might have paid some attention to my ancestry , and told me that this old Major , with about a dozen others , whose names he mentioned , used to go by turns to Manchester to preach . He had the informa- tion from ...
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... thought of this communication is not known ; but , at all events , Governor Bellingham and Major Hawthorne did not go to London at the King's command . Miss Haw- thorne , in writing of this document , says : - ( " Mr. Palfrey told Mr ...
... thought of this communication is not known ; but , at all events , Governor Bellingham and Major Hawthorne did not go to London at the King's command . Miss Haw- thorne , in writing of this document , says : - ( " Mr. Palfrey told Mr ...
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... their King , your Honor may easily judge . The thoughts whereof I do undoubtedly believe would be an utter abhorrency to all , good and bad . But what extremity may force them to , that God only knows 20 HAWTHORNE AND HIS WIFE .
... their King , your Honor may easily judge . The thoughts whereof I do undoubtedly believe would be an utter abhorrency to all , good and bad . But what extremity may force them to , that God only knows 20 HAWTHORNE AND HIS WIFE .
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... thought and expression , and even the pe- culiar physical movement by which the writing was effected . One day , in the midst of some heavenly - minded disquisition from the dead mother of one of the on- lookers , the medium's hand ...
... thought and expression , and even the pe- culiar physical movement by which the writing was effected . One day , in the midst of some heavenly - minded disquisition from the dead mother of one of the on- lookers , the medium's hand ...
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... thought ; but the marriage was a very happy one . It did not last long ; he was a captain in the merchant marine , and in 1808 , while at Suri- nam , he died of yellow fever , at the age of thirty- three . His wife had previously given ...
... thought ; but the marriage was a very happy one . It did not last long ; he was a captain in the merchant marine , and in 1808 , while at Suri- nam , he died of yellow fever , at the age of thirty- three . His wife had previously given ...
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The Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne: A wonder book. Tanglewood tales Nathaniel Hawthorne Vista completa - 1902 |
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Página 385 - ... the man who, like Russia or the British Empire, declares himself a sovereign nature (in himself) amid the powers of heaven, hell, and earth He may perish, but so long as he exists he insists upon treating with all Powers upon an equal basis...
Página 476 - But Ernest turned away, melancholy, and almost despondent: for this was the saddest of his disappointments, to behold a man who might have fulfilled the prophecy, and had not willed to do so. Meantime, the cavalcade, the banners, the music, and the barouches swept past him, with the vociferous crowd in the rear, leaving the dust to settle down, and the Great Stone Face to be revealed again, with the grandeur that it had worn for untold centuries.
Página 400 - What I feel most moved to write, that is banned,— it will not pay. Yet, altogether, write the other way I cannot. So the product is a final hash, and all -my books are botches.
Página 401 - What's the use of elaborating what, in its very essence, is so short-lived as a modern book? Though I wrote the Gospels in this century, I should die in the gutter.
Página 27 - First and principally I commit my soul into the hands of Almighty God, and my body to the earth to be decently buried at the discretion of my Executors...
Página 476 - The brow, with its massive depth and loftiness, and all the other features, indeed, were boldly and strongly hewn as if in emulation of a more than heroic, of a Titanic, model. But the sublimity and stateliness, the grand expression of a divine sympathy, that illuminated the mountain visage and etherealized its ponderous granite substance into spirit, might here be sought in vain.
Página 176 - Sophia, you must get up and dress and come down! The Hawthornes are here, and you never saw anything so splendid as he is, — he is handsomer than Lord Byron ! ' She laughed, but refused to come, remarking that since he had called once, he would call again.
Página 123 - I have been glad and hopeful, and here I have been despondent. And here I sat a long, long time, waiting patiently for the world to know me, and sometimes wondering why it did not know me sooner, or whether it would ever know me at all, — at least, till I were in my grave. And sometimes it seemed as if I were already in the grave, with only life enough to be chilled and benumbed. But oftener I was happy, — at least, as happy as I then knew how to be, or was aware of the possibility of being.
Página 475 - ... fog with his mere breath, and obscure the natural daylight with it. His tongue, indeed, was a magic instrument ; sometimes it rumbled like the thunder ; sometimes it warbled like the sweetest music. It was the blast of war, — the song of peace ; and it seemed to have a heart in it, when there was no such matter.
Página 401 - Paradise, in some little shady corner by ourselves, and if we shall by any means be able to smuggle a basket of champagne there (I won't believe in a Temperance Heaven), and if we shall then cross our celestial legs in the celestial grass that is forever tropical, and strike our glasses and our heads together, till both musically ring in concert, — then...