Silas MarnerAmerican Book Company, 1903 - 336 strán (strany) A young linen weaver's dreams are destroyed when he is falsely accused of a crime. Isolating himself, he becomes a selfish, despondent miser until he adopts an abandoned child. |
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Strana 29 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self. In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Strana 247 - In old days there were angels who came and took men by the hand and led them away from the city of destruction. We see no white-winged angels now. But yet men are led away from threatening destruction : a hand is put into theirs, which leads them forth gently towards a calm and bright land, so that they look no more backward ; and the hand may be a little child's.
Strana 18 - But one morning as I was thinking what should be the subject of my first story, my thoughts merged themselves into a dreamy doze, and I imagined myself writing a story, of which the title was ' The Sad Fortunes of the Reverend Amos Barton.
Strana 154 - ... supposed importance. Let him betray his friend's confidence, and he will adore that same cunning complexity called Chance, which gives him the hope that his friend will never know. Let him forsake a decent craft that he may pursue the gentilities of a profession to which nature never called him, and his religion will infallibly be the worship of blessed Chance, which he will believe in as the mighty creator of success. The evil principle deprecated in that religion is the orderly sequence by...
Strana 214 - The heap of gold seemed to glow and get larger beneath his agitated gaze. He leaned forward 'at last, and stretched forth his hand ; but instead of the hard coin with the familiar resisting outline, his fingers encountered soft warm curls. In utter amazement, Silas fell on his knees and bent his head low to examine the marvel : it was a sleeping child — a round, fair thing, with soft yellow rings all over its head.
Strana 117 - I come to think on it, meanin' goes but a little way i' most things, for you may mean to stick things together and your glue may be bad, and then where are you? And so I says to mysen, ' It isn't the meanin', it's the glue.
Strana 323 - I am the son of thy servant Jesse the Beth-lehemite. And it came to pass, when he had made an end of speaking unto Saul, that the soul of Jonathan was knit with the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul.
Strana 214 - In utter amazement, Silas fell on his knees and bent his head low to examine the marvel: it was a sleeping child a round, fair thing, with soft yellow rings all over its head. Could this be his little sister come back to him in a dream his little sister whom he had carried about in his arms for a year before she died, when he was a small boy without shoes or stockings?
Strana 242 - ... kisses. It was not until he had carried her home, and had begun to think of the necessary washing, that he recollected the need that he should punish Eppie, and
Strana 171 - Day; and if a bit o' trouble comes, I feel as I can put up wi' it, for I've looked for help i' the right quarter, and gev myself up to Them as we must all give ourselves up to at the last; and if we'n done our part, it isn't to be believed as Them as are above us 'ull be worse nor we are, and come short o