Nathaniel Hawthorne and His Wife: A Biography, Volumen1Houghton, 1884 |
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... knew him , and whose private moral life was as free from degrada- tion as his writings are , there is no reason to doubt that he inherited , or at all events possessed in him- self , a full share of the faults and foibles of mankind in ...
... knew him , and whose private moral life was as free from degrada- tion as his writings are , there is no reason to doubt that he inherited , or at all events possessed in him- self , a full share of the faults and foibles of mankind in ...
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... knew anything about it . He said he 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 ...
... knew anything about it . He said he 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 ...
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... knew beforehand what the communication was going to be , but that , if she fixed her attention upon what was going forward , she could generally tell each word just before it was written down . The names which were signed to the ...
... knew beforehand what the communication was going to be , but that , if she fixed her attention upon what was going forward , she could generally tell each word just before it was written down . The names which were signed to the ...
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... knew your father , who told me he never knew personally any of the name . You alone bear up the name , I think . " He This Hathorne of Herbert Street was probably Nathaniel Hawthorne's uncle Daniel , the second son of that name born to ...
... knew your father , who told me he never knew personally any of the name . You alone bear up the name , I think . " He This Hathorne of Herbert Street was probably Nathaniel Hawthorne's uncle Daniel , the second son of that name born to ...
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... knew how great was his debt to her . When I said that the life of Hawthorne could not be understood apart from that of his wife , I might have added that without her assistance it could not have been written . In fact , the almost ...
... knew how great was his debt to her . When I said that the life of Hawthorne could not be understood apart from that of his wife , I might have added that without her assistance it could not have been written . In fact , the almost ...
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Página 477 - While his friends were doing their best to make him president, Old Stony Phiz, as he was called, set out on a visit to the valley where he was born. Of course, he had no other object than to shake hands with his fellow-citizens, and neither thought nor cared about any effect which his progress through the country might have upon the election.
Página 402 - 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 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 478 - 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 387 - ... 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 85 - He is by no means certain that some of his subsequent productions have not been influenced and modified by a natural desire to fill up so amiable an outline, and to act in consonance with the character assigned to him; nor, even now, could he forfeit it without a few tears of tender sensibility.
Página 108 - Oh that I was rich enough to live without a profession! What do you think of my becoming an author, and relying for support upon my pen ? Indeed, I think the illegibility of my handwriting is very author-like.
Página 477 - ... had no choice but to believe him; wrong looked like right, and right like wrong; for when it pleased him he could make a kind of illuminated 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 477 - Confess it," said one of Ernest's neighbors to him, "the Great Stone Face has met its match at last!" Now, it must be owned that, at his first glimpse of the countenance which was bowing and smiling from the barouche, Ernest did fancy that there was a resemblance between it and the old familiar face upon the mountain-side.
Página 125 - 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.