The Scarlet LetterHoughton, Mifflin, 1878 - 298 lappuses |
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10. lappuse
... lived literary club ; and I recall the imperturbable dignity and patience with which he sat through a vexatious discussion , whose de- tails seemed as much dwarfed by his presence as if he had been a statue of Olympian Zeus . The events ...
... lived literary club ; and I recall the imperturbable dignity and patience with which he sat through a vexatious discussion , whose de- tails seemed as much dwarfed by his presence as if he had been a statue of Olympian Zeus . The events ...
36. lappuse
... lived and died some twenty or forty years ago ; a goose of most promising figure , but which , at table , proved so invet- erately tough that the carving - knife would make no impression on its carcass , and it could only be divided ...
... lived and died some twenty or forty years ago ; a goose of most promising figure , but which , at table , proved so invet- erately tough that the carving - knife would make no impression on its carcass , and it could only be divided ...
40. lappuse
... lived a more real life within his thoughts than amid the un- appropriate environment of the Collector's office . The evolutions of the parade ; the tumult of the battle ; the flourish of old , heroic music , heard thirty years before ...
... lived a more real life within his thoughts than amid the un- appropriate environment of the Collector's office . The evolutions of the parade ; the tumult of the battle ; the flourish of old , heroic music , heard thirty years before ...
44. lappuse
... lived too long ; else , it might have made me permanently other than I had been without transform- ing me into any shape which it would be worth my while to take . But I never considered it as other than a transitory life . There was ...
... lived too long ; else , it might have made me permanently other than I had been without transform- ing me into any shape which it would be worth my while to take . But I never considered it as other than a transitory life . There was ...
62. lappuse
... lived in an unnatural state , doing what was really of no advantage nor delight to any human being , and withholding myself from toil that would , at least , have stilled an unquiet impulse in me 62 THE SCARLET LETTER .
... lived in an unnatural state , doing what was really of no advantage nor delight to any human being , and withholding myself from toil that would , at least , have stilled an unquiet impulse in me 62 THE SCARLET LETTER .
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answered Hester Art thou Arthur Dimmesdale aspect beauty beheld beneath bosom breast breath brook brought character child clergyman cried Custom House dark deep Dimmes Dimmesdale's Dost thou earth earthly EDWIN PERCY WHIPPLE England evil eyes face fancy father felt forest gaze gleam Governor Bellingham gray guilty hand hath Hawthorne head heart Hester Prynne hither human ignominy imagination impulse infant ister kind knew light likewise little Pearl look magistrates market-place ment mind minister minister's Mistress Hibbins mother nature ness never Old Manse old Roger Chillingworth once pale passion physician pillory poor Prynne's Puritan Reverend Roger Chilling scaffold scarlet letter scene secret seemed seen shadow shame sion smile sorrow soul speak spirit step stern stood strange sunshine Surveyor sympathy thee Thomas Wentworth Higginson thought tion token tom House town truth Twice-Told Tales voice whispered wild Wilt thou woman yonder young
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234. lappuse - We are not, Hester, the worst sinners in the world. There is one worse than even the polluted priest! That old man's revenge has been blacker than my sin. He has violated, in cold blood, the sanctity of a human heart" Thou and I, Hester, never did so!
189. lappuse - That is imaginative, impressive, poetic; but when, almost immediately afterwards, the author goes on to say that "the minister looking upward to the zenith, beheld there the appearance of an immense letter— the letter A— marked out in lines of dull red light...
70. lappuse - Morally, as well as materially, there was a coarser fibre in those wives and maidens of old English birth and breeding, than in their fair descendants, separated from them by a series of six or seven generations ; for, throughout that chain of ancestry, every successive mother has transmitted to her child a fainter bloom, a more delicate and briefer beauty, and a slighter physical frame, if not a character of less force and solidity, than her own.
258. lappuse - Sad, indeed, that an introspection so profound and acute as this poor minister's should be so miserably deceived! We have had, and may still have, worse things to tell of him; but none, we apprehend, so pitiably weak; no evidence, at once so slight and irrefragable, of a subtle disease that had long since begun to eat into the real substance of his character. No man for any considerable period can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which...
310. lappuse - But there was a more real life for Hester Prynne here, in New England, than in that unknown region where Pearl had found a home. Here had been her sin ; here, her sorrow ; and here was yet to be her penitence.
89. lappuse - Be not silent from any mistaken pity and tenderness for him ; for, believe me, Hester, though he were to step down from a high place, and stand there beside thee, on thy pedestal of shame, yet better were it so, than to hide a guilty heart through life.
265. lappuse - Tempted by a dream of happiness, he had yielded himself, with deliberate choice, as he had never done before, to what he knew was deadly sin.
71. lappuse - ... thinner in the atmosphere of New England. There was, moreover, a boldness and rotundity of speech among these matrons, as most of them seemed to be, that would startle us at the present day, whether in respect to its purport or its volume of tone. "Goodwives," said a hard-featured dame of fifty, "I '11 tell ye a piece of my mind.
173. lappuse - All that they lacked was the gift that descended upon the chosen disciples at Pentecost, in tongues of flames; symbolizing, it would seem, not the power of speech in foreign and unknown languages, but that of addressing the whole human brotherhood in the heart's native language.