The Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne, Volumen14Houghton Mifflin, 1884 |
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... truth be humiliating , so much the wholesomer for us who are humiliated ; the complacency born of ignorance of and still more of ignoring - that which exists , can have in it no health or permanence . Sooner or later it will be ...
... truth be humiliating , so much the wholesomer for us who are humiliated ; the complacency born of ignorance of and still more of ignoring - that which exists , can have in it no health or permanence . Sooner or later it will be ...
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... truth is , it is great pity that so hopeful a plantation should be now lost through the malice of those whose design it is to beget a misunderstanding in his Majesty of this people . It is in his Majesty's power easily to crush them by ...
... truth is , it is great pity that so hopeful a plantation should be now lost through the malice of those whose design it is to beget a misunderstanding in his Majesty of this people . It is in his Majesty's power easily to crush them by ...
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... truth , and such as I shall not be ashamed of , when I shall stand before the Judg- ment seat of Him who judgeth not by the seeing of the eye ( as to the verity thereof , I mean ) . There came to the hands of the Governor and Gen- eral ...
... truth , and such as I shall not be ashamed of , when I shall stand before the Judg- ment seat of Him who judgeth not by the seeing of the eye ( as to the verity thereof , I mean ) . There came to the hands of the Governor and Gen- eral ...
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... truth is , the acting of the late Commissioner in this place , putting the spurs too hard to the horses sides , before they were got into the saddle ; and there being added thereto the vigorous dealing of Lord Willoughby on Barbadoes ...
... truth is , the acting of the late Commissioner in this place , putting the spurs too hard to the horses sides , before they were got into the saddle ; and there being added thereto the vigorous dealing of Lord Willoughby on Barbadoes ...
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... truth that he saw ; and his recognition of this pure faculty in her , and his reverence for it , endowed his perception with that tender humanity in which other- wise it might have been deficient . Her lofty and assured ideals kept him ...
... truth that he saw ; and his recognition of this pure faculty in her , and his reverence for it , endowed his perception with that tender humanity in which other- wise it might have been deficient . Her lofty and assured ideals kept him ...
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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...