Mosses from an Old ManseD. McKay, 1892 - 470 pagina's |
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Pagina 9
... soul has an infinite spiritual capacity and may contain the better world within its depths . But , indeed , the same lesson might be drawn out of any mud - puddle in the streets of a city ; and , being taught us everywhere , it must be ...
... soul has an infinite spiritual capacity and may contain the better world within its depths . But , indeed , the same lesson might be drawn out of any mud - puddle in the streets of a city ; and , being taught us everywhere , it must be ...
Pagina 11
... his subsequent career and observe how his soul was tortured by the blood - stain , contracted , as it had been , before the long custom of war had robbed human life of its sanctity , and while it still seemed THE OLD MANSE . 11.
... his subsequent career and observe how his soul was tortured by the blood - stain , contracted , as it had been , before the long custom of war had robbed human life of its sanctity , and while it still seemed THE OLD MANSE . 11.
Pagina 20
... ostensible subject , and have , therefore , so little business to be written at all . So long as an unlettered soul can attain to saving grace there would seem to be no deadly error in holding theological 20 MOSSES FROM AN OLD MANSE .
... ostensible subject , and have , therefore , so little business to be written at all . So long as an unlettered soul can attain to saving grace there would seem to be no deadly error in holding theological 20 MOSSES FROM AN OLD MANSE .
Pagina 23
... soul . But both the original and the reflection had here an ideal charm , and , had it been a thought more wild , I could have fancied that this river had strayed forth out of the rich scenery of my com- panion's inner world ; only the ...
... soul . But both the original and the reflection had here an ideal charm , and , had it been a thought more wild , I could have fancied that this river had strayed forth out of the rich scenery of my com- panion's inner world ; only the ...
Pagina 39
... soul or sense , had given him delight . At all the seasons which should have been their happiest he invariably , and without intending it - nay , in spite of a purpose to the contrary - reverted to this one disastrous topic . Trifling ...
... soul or sense , had given him delight . At all the seasons which should have been their happiest he invariably , and without intending it - nay , in spite of a purpose to the contrary - reverted to this one disastrous topic . Trifling ...
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Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Adam Adam and Eve amid Aminadab Annie Aylmer Beatrice beautiful behold beneath blaze bosom bosom-serpent breast breath Bullfrog butterfly Celestial companion countenance cried dark death deep Dorcas dream earth earthly Elliston exclaimed eyes face faith fancy father Feathertop figure fire flame flowers flowers of Eden forest garden gaze gentleman Georgiana Giovanni glance gleam glow Goodman Brown guest Hall of Fantasy hand head heart heaven human imagination leaves light living look looking-glass Lord Byron man's mankind mind Miroir moral Mother Rigby murmured mystery nature never observed Old Manse once Owen Warland passed perhaps pipe poor Rappaccini replied Reuben rich Roderick scarecrow seemed shadow smile Smooth-it-Away soul spirit stood strange sunshine thee thing thou thought threw tion trees truth Vanity Fair Virtuoso visage voice wandering whole window withered woman wrought young young Goodman Brown youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 87 - ... a little girl who had brought her a pint of morning's milk. Goodman Brown snatched away the child as from the grasp of the fiend himself. Turning the corner by the...
Pagina 83 - At one extremity of an open space, hemmed in by the dark wall of the forest, arose a rock, bearing some rude, natural resemblance either to an altar or a pulpit and surrounded by four blazing pines, their tops aflame, their stems untouched, like candles at an evening meeting. The mass of foliage that had overgrown the summit of the rock was all on fire, blazing high into the night and fitfully illuminating the whole field.
Pagina 106 - ... of the thicket. Several also would have shocked a delicate instinct by an appearance of artificialness indicating that there had been such commixture, and, as it were, adultery of various vegetable species, that the production was no longer of God's making, but the monstrous offspring of man's depraved fancy, glowing with only an evil mockery of beauty. They were probably the result of experiment, which in one or two cases had succeeded in mingling plants individually lovely into a compound possessing...
Pagina 32 - For myself, there had been epochs of my life when I, too, might have asked of this prophet the master word that should solve me the riddle of the universe ; but now, being happy, I felt as if there were no question to be put, and therefore admired Emerson as a poet of deep beauty and austere tenderness, but sought nothing from him as a philosopher.
Pagina 88 - On the Sabbath day, when the congregation were singing a holy psalm, he could not listen because an anthem of sin rushed loudly upon his ear and drowned all the blessed strain. When the minister spoke from the pulpit with power and fervid eloquence, and, with his hand on the open Bible, of the sacred truths of our religion, and of saintlike lives and triumphant deaths, and of future bliss or misery unutterable, then did Goodman Brown torn pale, dreading lest the roof should thunder down upon the...
Pagina 6 - From these quiet windows the figures of passing travellers looked too remote and dim to disturb the sense of privacy. In its near retirement and accessible seclusion it was the very spot for the residence of a clergyman, — a man not estranged from human life, yet enveloped in the midst of it with a veil woven of intermingled gloom and brightness.
Pagina 38 - Nature, in one shape or another, stamps ineffaceably on all her productions, either to imply that they are temporary and finite, or that their perfection must be wrought by toil and pain. The crimson hand expressed the ineludible gripe in which mortality clutches the highest and purest of earthly mould, degrading them into kindred with the lowest, and even with the very brutes, like whom their visible frames return to dust. In this manner, selecting it as the symbol of his wife's liability to sin,...
Pagina 79 - ... few moments by the roadside, applauding himself greatly, and thinking with how clear a conscience he should meet the minister in his morning walk, nor shrink from the eye of good old Deacon Gookin. And what calm sleep would be his that very night, which was to have been spent so wickedly, but so purely and sweetly now, in the arms of Faith ! Amidst these pleasant and praiseworthy meditations...
Pagina 36 - IN the latter part of the last century there lived a man of science, an eminent proficient in every branch of natural philosophy, who not long before our story opens had made experience of a spiritual affinity more attractive than any chemical one. He had left his laboratory to the care of an assistant, cleared his fine countenance from the furnace smoke, washed the stain of acids from his fingers, and persuaded a beautiful woman to become his wife.
Pagina 76 - Thus far, the elder traveller had listened with due gravity, but now burst into a fit of irrepressible mirth, shaking himself so violently, that his snakelike staff actually seemed to wriggle in sympathy. "Ha! ha! ha!" shouted he, again and again; then composing himself, "Well, go on, Goodman Brown, go on; but, prithee, don't kill me with laughing!