The Snow-image, and Other Twice-told TalesHoughton, Mifflin, 1879 - 256 من الصفحات |
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appeared behold bell beneath bosom bright cave child cold cried dark dear door downdilly dwelling Edgar Vaughan England Ernest Ethan Brand eyes father figure fire footsteps forest French Gathergold gaze gentleman girl gleam glow grave gray hand head heard heart heaven Indian Inglefield iron tongue kinsman laugh light lime-burner little Daffydowndilly looked Main Street Major Molineux meeting-house ment Miriam mother Mount Defiance NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE Naumkeag neighbors never night Oberon pass poet pray Prudence Puritan replied Richard Digby Robin Roger Conant SARAH ORNE JEWETT scene seemed shadow Shaker shout showman smile snow snow-child snow-image snow-sister steps Stone Face stood story strange stranger summons sunshine Sylph Sylvia thee thought throng Ticonderoga Toil town trees turned TWICE-TOLD TALES Unpardonable Sin valley village Violet and Peony visage voice whole wife wild window yonder young youth دو
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الصفحة 54 - The great hotel, which had formerly been the palace of Mr. Gathergold, was close at hand, but the poet, with his carpetbag on his arm, inquired at once where Ernest dwelt, and was resolved to be accepted as his guest. Approaching the door, he there found the good old man, holding a volume in his hand, which alternately he read, and then, with a finger between the leaves, looked lovingly at the Great Stone Face. " Good evening," said the poet. " Can you give a traveller a night's lodging ? " " Willingly,"...
الصفحة 232 - AFTER the kings of Great Britain had assumed the right of appointing the colonial governors, the measures of the latter seldom met with the ready and general approbation which had been paid to those of their predecessors, under the original charters. The people looked with most jealous scrutiny to the exercise of power which did not emanate from themselves...
الصفحة 49 - ... confiding nature, that he was always ready to believe in whatever seemed beautiful and good. He kept his heart continually open, and thus was sure to catch the blessing from on high, when it should come. So now again, as buoyantly as ever, he went forth to behold the likeness of the Great Stone Face. The cavalcade came prancing along the road, with a great clattering of hoofs and a mighty cloud of dust, which rose up so dense and high that the visage of the mountain-side was completely hidden...
الصفحة 46 - ... such a resemblance as the crowd had testified ? Alas, Ernest could not recognize it ! He beheld a war-worn and weather-beaten countenance, full of energy, and expressive of an iron will ; but the gentle wisdom, the deep, broad, tender sympathies, were altogether wanting in Old Blood-and-Thunder's visage ; and even if the Great Stone Face had assumed his look of stern command, the milder traits would still have tempered it. "This is not the man of prophecy-," sighed Ernest to himself, as he made...
الصفحة 40 - ... manifest to his native valley. He knew, boy as he was, that there were a thousand ways in which Mr. Gathergold, with his vast wealth, might transform himself into an angel of beneficence, and assume a control over human affairs as wide and benignant as the smile of the Great Stone Face. Full of faith and hope, Ernest doubted not that what the people said was true, and that now he was to behold the living likeness of those wondrous features on the mountain-side.
الصفحة 50 - We must not forget to mention that there was a band of music, which made the echoes of the mountains ring and reverberate with the loud triumph of its strains ; so that airy and soul-thrilling melodies broke out among all the heights and hollows, as if every nook of his native valley had found a voice, to welcome the distinguished guest. But the grandest effect was when the far-off mountain precipice flung back the music ; for then the Great Stone Face itself seemed to be swelling the triumphant...
الصفحة vii - 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...
الصفحة 54 - O majestic friend," he murmured, addressing the Great Stone Face, " is not this man worthy to resemble thee?" The Face seemed to smile, but answered not a word. Now it happened that the poet, though he dwelt so far away, had not only heard of Ernest, but had meditated much upon his character, until he deemed nothing so desirable as to meet this man, whose un* taught wisdom walked hand in hand with the noble simplicity of his life.
الصفحة 49 - ... of Congress ; the sheriff of the county ; the editors of newspapers; and many a farmer too had mounted his patient steed, with his Sunday coat upon his back. It really was a very brilliant spectacle, especially as there were numerous banners flaunting over the cavalcade, on some of which were gorgeous portraits of the illustrious statesman and the Great Stone Face, smiling familiarly at one another, like two brothers. If the pictures were to be trusted, the mutual resemblance, it must be confessed,...