The Proceedings in Commemoration of the One Hundredth Anniversary of the Birth of Nathaniel HawthorneEssex institute, 1904 - 116 strani |
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The Proceedings in Commemoration of the One Hundredth Anniversary of the ... Essex Institute Predogled ni na voljo - 2023 |
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Amelia Peabody American Anne artist autograph beauty Berkshire Binfield Bowdoin College Bray brother Robert Brunswick bust Cabinet photograph Card photograph celebration Concord dark daughter DEAR Emerson England Essex Institute fame father fiction FOUNDATIONS L NATHANIEL FOUNDATIONS NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE Franklin Pierce genius gift Hawthorne's Higginson honor J. M. BARRIE John Hathorne JOSEPH HODGES CHOATE Julian Hawthorne LENOX AND TILDEN literary living Loaned London Longfellow Maine Major Hathorne's MAJOR WILLIAM Marble Faun Mass mind Miss mother Nathan D parish photograph by Black photograph by Brady photograph taken portrait painted possession PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR Puritan RANTOUL Raymond Richard romance Salem Custom House Samuel Scarlet Letter scene Seven Gables shadow sister Elizabeth sister Louisa sombre spirit story Street taken at Washington taken May 19 things Thomas thorne TILDEN FOUNDATIONS NATHANIEL to-day uncle Robert wife WILLIAM AND JOHN William Hathorne Wokeingham writing YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY
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Stran 9 - 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.
Stran 16 - It is not granted me to pardon. I have no such power as thou tellest me of. My old faith, long forgotten, comes back to me, and explains all that we do, and all we suffer. By thy first step awry thou didst plant the germ of evil; but since that moment, it has all been a dark necessity. Ye that have wronged me are not sinful, save in a kind of typical illusion; neither am I fiend-like, who have snatched a fiend's office from his hands. It is our fate. Let the black flower blossom as it may! Now go...
Stran 52 - No author, without a trial, can conceive of the difficulty of writing a romance about a country where there is no shadow, no antiquity, no mystery, no picturesque and gloomy wrong, nor anything but a commonplace prosperity, in broad and simple daylight, as is happily the case with my dear native land.
Stran 18 - IT is not, I apprehend, a healthy kind of mental occupation, to devote ourselves too exclusively to the study of individual men and women. If the person under examination be one's self, the result is pretty certain to be diseased action of the heart, almost before we can snatch a second glance.
Stran 25 - Androscoggin, or shooting pigeons or gray squirrels in the woods, or bat-fowling in the summer twilight, or catching trout in that shadowy little stream which, I suppose, is still wandering riverward through the forest, though you and I will never cast a line in it again ; two idle lads, in short (as we need not fear to acknowledge now), doing a hundred things that the Faculty never heard of, or else it would have been the worse for us — still, it was your prognostic of your friend's destiny that...
Stran 35 - I, who listened attentively to all the fine things that were said, was for some time scarcely aware of a man who sat upon the edge of the circle, a little withdrawn, his head slightly thrown forward upon his breast, and his bright eyes clearly burning under his black brow.
Stran 44 - Are you all satisfied ? Then wipe your mouths, my good friends ; and, while my spout has a moment's leisure, I will delight the town with a few historical reminiscences. In far antiquity, beneath a darksome shadow of venerable boughs, a spring bubbled out of the leaf-strewn earth in the very spot where you now behold me on the sunny pavement. The water was as bright and clear and deemed as precious as liquid diamonds. The Indian sagamores...
Stran 13 - ... business in life, what mode of glorifying God or being serviceable to mankind in his day and generation, may that be ? Why, the degenerate fellow might as well have been a fiddler ! " Such are the compliments bandied between my great-grandsires and myself, across the gulf of time!
Stran 11 - FATHER, thy wonders do not singly stand, Nor far removed where feet have seldom strayed : Around us ever lies the enchanted land, In marvels rich to thine own sons displayed. In finding thee are all things round us found...
Stran 35 - Webster might have looked, had he been a poet, — a kind of poetic Webster. He rose and walked to the window, and stood quietly there for a long time, watching the dead white landscape. No appeal was made to him, nobody looked after him, the conversation flowed steadily on as if every one understood that his silence was to be respected.