Tales, Sketches, and Other Papers

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Houghton Mifflin, 1883 - 569 sivua
This compilation offers Hawthorne's tales, sketches and other papers that were not included in any other publication. The first group of short pieces embraced in this volume belongs to Hawthorne s earlier period; excepting " Browne s Folly," which was addressed to the author's cousin, Mr. Richard Manning, of Salem, after the return from Europe. The "Biographical Sketches," that follow next in the order of contents, appear here as the result of a gleaning from old magazines, which was made after Hawthorne s death. Contents: Tales and Sketches Sketches From Memory Fragments From The Journal Of A Solitary Man My Visit to Niagara The Antique Ring The Legend. Graves and Goblins Dr. Bullivant A Book Of Autographs An Old Woman's Tale Time's Portraiture Browne's Folly Biographical Stories Benjamin West Sir Isaac Newton. Samuel Johnson Samuel Johnson Oliver Cromwell Benjamin Franklin Benjamin Franklin Queen Christina Biographical Studies Mrs. Hutchinson. Sir William Phips. Sir William Pepperell. Thomas Green Fessenden. Jonathan Cilley. Alice Doane's Appeal Chiefly About War Matters The Life of Franklin Pierce
 

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Sivu 478 - They precisely suit my taste, — solid and substantial, written on the strength of beef and through the inspiration of ale, and just as real as if some giant had hewn a great lump out of the earth and put it under a glass case, with all its inhabitants going about their daily business, and not suspecting that they were being made a show of.
Sivu 402 - Wisdom and Spirit of the universe ! Thou Soul that art the eternity of thought That givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion, not in vain By day or star-light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul ; Not with the mean and vulgar works of man, But with high objects, with enduring things — With life and nature — purifying thus The elements of feeling and of thought, And sanctifying, by such discipline, Both pain...
Sivu 490 - How beautiful it was, that one bright day In the long week of rain ! Though all its splendor could not chase away The omnipresent pain. The lovely town was white with appleblooms, And the great elms o'erhead Dark shadows wove on their aerial looms Shot through with golden thread.
Sivu 415 - To this little work we would say, "Live ever, sweet, sweet book." It comes from the hand of a man of genius. Everything about it has the freshness of morning and of May. These flowers and green leaves of poetry have not the dust of the highway upon them. They have been gathered fresh from the secret places of a peaceful and gentle heart. There flow deep waters, silent, calm, and cool; and the green trees look into them, and "God's blue heaven.
Sivu 490 - Now I look back, and meadow, manse, and stream Dimly my thought defines ; I only see — a dream within a dream — The hill-top hearsed with pines. I only hear above his place of rest Their tender undertone, The infinite longings of a troubled breast, The voice so like his own.
Sivu 436 - How in Heaven's name did you know this thing was there ? As you have found me out, take what I have written, and tell me, after you get home and have time to read it, if it is good for anything. It is either very good or very bad, — I don't know which.
Sivu 273 - In the rear of the procession rode a figure on horseback, so darkly conspicuous, so sternly triumphant, that my hearers mistook him for the visible presence of the fiend himself ; but it was only his good friend, Cotton Mather, proud of his well-won dignity, as the representative of all the hateful features of his time ; the one blood - thirsty man, in whom were concentrated those vices of spirit and errors of opinion that sufficed to madden the whole surrounding multitude.
Sivu 481 - I don't quite understand what we are fighting for, or what definite result can be expected. If we pummel the South ever so hard, they will love us none the better for it; and even if we subjugate them, our next step should be to cut them adrift.
Sivu 446 - I sat down by the wayside of life, like a man under enchantment, and a shrubbery sprung up around me, and the bushes grew to be saplings, and the saplings became trees, until no exit appeared possible, through the entangling depths of my obscurity.
Sivu 436 - He shook his head, and gave me to understand that he had produced nothing. At that moment I caught sight of a bureau or set of drawers near where we were sitting; and immediately it occurred to me that hidden away somewhere in that article of furniture was a story or stories by the author of the ' Twice-Told Tales, ' and I became so positive of it that I charged him vehemently with the fact.

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