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This carefully crafted ebook: 'The Complete Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne: Novels, Short Stories, Poems, Essays, Letters and Memoirs (Illustrated)' is formatted for your eReader with a functional and detailed table of contents. Table of Contents: Novels: Fanshawe The Scarlet Letter The House of the Seven Gables The Blithedale Romance The Marble Faun The Dolliver Romance Septimius Felton Doctor Grimshawe's Secret Collections of Short Stories: Twice-Told Tales The Whole History of Grandfather's Chair Biographical Stories Mosses from an Old Manse Wonder Book For Girls and Boys The Snow Image and Other Twice Told Tales Tanglewood Tales For Girls and Boys The Dolliver Romance and Other Pieces, Tales and Sketches The Story Teller Sketches in Magazines Poems: Address to the Moon The Darken'd Veil Earthly Pomp Forms of Heroes Go to the Grave My Low and Humble Home The Ocean Essays: The British Matron: A Satire The Ancestral Footstep: Outlines of an English Romance Life Of Franklin Pierce Chiefly About War Matters Our Old Home Autobiographical Writings: Browne's Folly Love Letters (To Miss Sophia Peabody) Letter to the Editor of the Literary Review American Notebooks English Notebooks French and Italian Notebooks Biographies and Reminiscences of Hawthorne: Biography The Life and Genius of Hawthorne by Frank Preston Stearns Hawthorne and His Circle by Julian Hawthorne Memories of Hawthorne by Rose Hawthorne Lathrop Hawthorne and His Moses by Herman Melville Fifty Years of Hawthorne My Literary Passions by W. D. Howell Life of Great Authors by H. T. Griswold Yesterday With Authors by J. T. Field Hawthorne and Brook Farm by G. W. Curtis Short Biography Essays and Criticisms on Hawthorne and His Works: Hawthorne by Henry James Jr. Nathaniel Hawthorne by Andrew Lang Nathaniel Hawthorne by G. E. Woodberry A Study of Hawthorne by G. P. Lathrop ...
This carefully crafted ebook: "The Complete Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne: Novels, Short Stories, Poems, Essays, Letters and Memoirs (Illustrated)" is formatted for your eReader with a functional and detailed table of contents. Table of Contents: Novels: Fanshawe The Scarlet Letter The House of the Seven Gables The Blithedale Romance The Marble Faun The Dolliver Romance Septimius Felton Doctor Grimshawe's Secret Collections of Short Stories: Twice-Told Tales The Whole History of Grandfather's Chair Biographical Stories Mosses from an Old Manse Wonder Book For Girls and Boys The Snow Image and Other Twice Told Tales Tanglewood Tales For Girls and Boys The Dolliver Romance and Other Pieces, Tales and Sketches The Story Teller Sketches in Magazines Poems: Address to the Moon The Darken'd Veil Earthly Pomp Forms of Heroes Go to the Grave My Low and Humble Home The Ocean Essays: The British Matron: A Satire The Ancestral Footstep: Outlines of an English Romance Life Of Franklin Pierce Chiefly About War Matters Our Old Home Autobiographical Writings: Browne's Folly Love Letters (To Miss Sophia Peabody) Letter to the Editor of the Literary Review American Notebooks English Notebooks French and Italian Notebooks Biographies and Reminiscences of Hawthorne: Biography The Life and Genius of Hawthorne by Frank Preston Stearns Hawthorne and His Circle by Julian Hawthorne Memories of Hawthorne by Rose Hawthorne Lathrop Hawthorne and His Moses by Herman Melville Fifty Years of Hawthorne My Literary Passions by W. D. Howell Life of Great Authors by H. T. Griswold Yesterday With Authors by J. T. Field Hawthorne and Brook Farm by G. W. Curtis Short Biography Essays and Criticisms on Hawthorne and His Works: Hawthorne by Henry James Jr. Nathaniel Hawthorne by Andrew Lang Nathaniel Hawthorne by G. E. Woodberry A Study of Hawthorne by G. P. Lathrop ...
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Nathaniel Hawthorne (1804-1864) stammte aus einer puritanischen Neuengland-Familie. Er war Journalist, arbeitete als Zollinspektor und wurde Konsul in Liverpool. Nach einer mehrjährigen Europa-Reise in die Heimat zurückgekehrt, starb er, erschüttert über den amerikanischen Bürgerkrieg. Hawthorne gilt als Begründer des psychologischen Romans in den USA.
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CHAPTER II.
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"Why, all delights are vain, but that most vain,
Which, with pain purchased, doth inherit pain:
As painfully to pore upon a book
To seek the light of truth, while truth, the while,
Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look."
SHAKESPEARE.
On one of the afternoons which afforded to the students a relaxation from their usual labors, Ellen was attended by her cavalier in a little excursion over the rough bridle-roads that led from her new residence. She was an experienced equestrian, - a necessary accomplishment at that period, when vehicles of every kind were rare. It was now the latter end of spring; but the season had hitherto been backward, with only a few warm and pleasant days. The present afternoon, however, was a delicious mingling of spring and summer, forming in their union an atmosphere so mild and pure, that to breathe was almost a positive happiness. There was a little alternation of cloud across the brow of heaven, but only so much as to render the sunshine more delightful.
The path of the young travellers lay sometimes among tall and thick standing trees, and sometimes over naked and desolate hills, whence man had taken the natural vegetation, and then left the soil to its barrenness. Indeed, there is little inducement to a cultivator to labor among the huge stones which there peep forth from the earth, seeming to form a continued ledge for several miles. A singular contrast to this unfavored tract of country is seen in the narrow but luxuriant, though sometimes swampy, strip of interval, on both sides of the stream, that, as has been noticed, flows down the valley. The light and buoyant spirits of Edward Walcott and Ellen rose higher as they rode on; and their way was enlivened, wherever its roughness did not forbid, by their conversation and pleasant laughter. But at length Ellen drew her bridle, as they emerged from a thick portion of the forest, just at the foot of a steep hill.
"We must have ridden far," she observed, - "farther than I thought. It will be near sunset before we can reach home."
"There are still several hours of daylight," replied Edward Walcott; "and we will not turn back without ascending this hill. The prospect from the summit is beautiful, and will be particularly so now, in this rich sunlight. Come, Ellen, - one light touch of the whip, - your pony is as fresh as when we started."
On reaching the summit of the hill, and looking back in the direction in which they had come, they could see the little stream, peeping forth many times to the daylight, and then shrinking back into the shade. Farther on, it became broad and deep, though rendered incapable of navigation, in this part of its course, by the occasional interruption of rapids.
"There are hidden wonders of rock and precipice and cave, in that dark forest," said Edward, pointing to the space between them and the river. "If it were earlier in the day, I should love to lead you there. Shall we try the adventure now, Ellen?"
"Oh no!" she replied. "Let us delay no longer. I fear I must even now abide a rebuke from Mrs. Melmoth, which I have surely deserved. But who is this, who rides on so slowly before us?"
She pointed to a horseman, whom they had not before observed. He was descending the hill; but, as his steed seemed to have chosen his own pace, he made a very inconsiderable progress.
"Oh, do you not know him? But it is scarcely possible you should," exclaimed her companion. "We must do him the good office, Ellen, of stopping his progress, or he will find himself at the village, a dozen miles farther on, before he resumes his consciousness."
"Has he then lost his senses?" …