Twice-told Tales, Volume 1Ticknor, Reed, and Fields, 1861 |
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... kind of prayer ? ' Lord , look down upon me in mercy ! With that sentiment gushing from my soul , might I not leave all the rest to Him ? Hark ! the hymn . This , at least , is a portion of the service which I can enjoy better than if I ...
... kind of prayer ? ' Lord , look down upon me in mercy ! With that sentiment gushing from my soul , might I not leave all the rest to Him ? Hark ! the hymn . This , at least , is a portion of the service which I can enjoy better than if I ...
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... kind word on each . Poor souls ! To them , the most captivating picture of bliss in Heaven , is — ' There we shall be white ! ' All is solitude again . But , hark ! a broken warbling of voices , and now , attuning its grandeur to their ...
... kind word on each . Poor souls ! To them , the most captivating picture of bliss in Heaven , is — ' There we shall be white ! ' All is solitude again . But , hark ! a broken warbling of voices , and now , attuning its grandeur to their ...
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... kind dignity , as their friend and spiritual guide , greeted the young with mingled authority and love , and laid his hands on the little children's heads to bless them . Such was always his custom on the Sabbath day . Strange and ...
... kind dignity , as their friend and spiritual guide , greeted the young with mingled authority and love , and laid his hands on the little children's heads to bless them . Such was always his custom on the Sabbath day . Strange and ...
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... kind heart , to observe how the children fled from his approach , break- ing up their merriest sports , while his melancholy figure was yet afar off . Their instinctive dread caused him to feel , more strongly than aught else , that a ...
... kind heart , to observe how the children fled from his approach , break- ing up their merriest sports , while his melancholy figure was yet afar off . Their instinctive dread caused him to feel , more strongly than aught else , that a ...
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... kind and loving , though unloved , and dimly feared ; a man apart from men , shunned in their health and joy , but ever summoned to their aid in mortal anguish . As years wore on , shedding their snows above his sable veil , he acquired ...
... kind and loving , though unloved , and dimly feared ; a man apart from men , shunned in their health and joy , but ever summoned to their aid in mortal anguish . As years wore on , shedding their snows above his sable veil , he acquired ...
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Page 282 - He sat in a highbacked, elaborately-carved, oaken arm-chair, with a gray dignity of aspect that might have well befitted that very Father Time, whose power had never been disputed, save by this fortunate company. Even while quaffing the third draught of the Fountain of Youth, they were almost awed by the expression of his mysterious visage. But, the next moment, the exhilarating gush of young life shot through their veins. They were now in the happy prime of youth. Age, with its miserable train of...
Page 9 - The sketches are not, it is hardly necessary to say, profound; but it is rather more remarkable that they so seldom, if ever, show any design on the writer's part to make them so. They have none of the abstruseness of idea, or obscurity of expression, which mark the written communications of a solitary mind with itself. They never need translation. It is, in fact, the style of a man of society.
Page 280 - Patience, patience!" quoth Dr. Heidegger, who sat watching the experiment with philosophic coolness. "You have been a long time growing old; surely you might be content to grow young in half an hour. But the water is at your service." Again he filled their glasses with the liquor of youth, enough of which still remained in the vase to turn half the old people in the city to the age of their own grandchildren. While the bubbles were yet sparkling on the brim the doctor's four guests snatched their...
Page 272 - Man must not disclaim his brotherhood, even with the guiltiest, since, though his hand be clean, his heart has surely been polluted by the flitting phantoms of iniquity.
Page 54 - But the bride's cold fingers quivered in the tremulous hand of the bridegroom, and her deathlike paleness caused a whisper that the maiden who had been buried a few hours before was come from her grave to be married. If ever another wedding were so dismal, it was that famous one where they tolled the wedding knell. After performing the ceremony, Mr. Hooper raised a glass of wine to his lips, wishing happiness to the new-married couple in a strain of mild pleasantry that ought to have brightened the...
Page 230 - The most desirable mode of existence might be that of a spiritualized Paul Pry hovering invisible round man and woman, witnessing their deeds, searching into their hearts, borrowing brightness from their felicity, and shade from their sorrow, and retaining no emotion peculiar to himself.
Page 15 - There were the sober garb, the general severity of mien, the gloomy but undismayed expression, the scriptural forms of speech, and the confidence in Heaven's blessing on a righteous cause, which would have marked a band of the original Puritans, when threatened by some peril of the wilderness.
Page 279 - Drink, then," said the doctor, bowing; " I rejoice that I have so well selected the subjects of my experiment." With palsied hands they raised the glasses to their lips. The liquor, if it really possessed such virtues as Dr.
Page 274 - ... duodecimos. Over the central bookcase was a bronze bust of Hippocrates, with which, according to some authorities, Dr. Heidegger was accustomed to hold consultations in all difficult cases of his practice. In the obscurest corner of the room stood a tall and narrow oaken closet, with its door ajar, within which doubtfully appeared a skeleton.
Page 280 - Again he filled their glasses with the liquor of youth, enough of which still remained in the vase to turn half the old people in the city to the age of their own grandchildren. While the bubbles were yet sparkling on the brim, the doctor's four guests snatched their glasses from the table and swallowed the contents at a single gulp. Was it delusion? Even while the draught was passing down their throats it seemed to have wrought a change on their whole systems. Their eyes grew clear and bright ;...