Silas MarnerHoughton Mifflin, 1895 - 236 pages |
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Page 110 - God rest you, merry gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, For Jesus Christ our Saviour Was born on Christmas-day.
Page 226 - I've been putting off and putting off, the trees have been growing — • it's too late now. Marner was in the right in what he said about a man's turning away a blessing from his door : it falls to somebody else. I wanted to pass for childless once, Nancy — I shall pass for childless now against my wish.
Page 165 - The gold had asked that he should sit weaving longer and longer, deafened and blinded more and more to all things except the monotony of his loom and the repetition of his web ; but Eppie called him away from his weaving, and made him think all its pauses a holiday, reawakening his senses with her fresh life, even to the old winter flies that came crawling forth in the early spring sunshine, and warming him into joy because she had joy. And when the sunshine grew strong and lasting, so that the buttercups...
Page 63 - 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.
Page 140 - Eve, she knew : her husband would be smiling and smiled upon, hiding her existence in the darkest corner of his heart. But she would mar his pleasure : she would go in her dingy rags, with her faded face, once as handsome as the best, with her little child that had its father's hair and eyes, and disclose herself to the Squire as his eldest son's wife. It is seldom that the miserable can help regarding their misery as a wrong inflicted by those who are less miserable.
Page 171 - So Eppie was reared without punishment, the burden of her misdeeds being borne vicariously by father Silas. The stone hut was made a soft nest for her, lined with downy patience ; and also in the world that lay beyond the stone hut she knew nothing of frowns and denials. Notwithstanding the difficulty of...
Page 188 - ... this world, and there's things as we can niver make out the rights on. And all as we've got to do is to trusten, Master Marner ; to do the right thing as fur as we know, and to trusten. For if us as knows so little can see a bit o...
Page 143 - ... one little hand to catch the gleam. But the gleam would not be caught in that way, and now the head was held up to see where the cunning gleam came from. It came from a very bright place ; and the little one, rising on its legs, toddled through the snow, the old grimy shawl in which it was wrapped trailing behind it, and the queer little bonnet dangling at its back — toddled on to the open door of Silas Marner's cottage, and right up to the warm hearth, where there was a bright fire of logs...
Page 4 - I once said to an old laboring man, who was in his last illness, and who had refused all the food his wife had offered him. " No," he answered, " I 've never been used to nothing but common victual, and I can't eat that.
Page 161 - Dolly, with a woman's tender, tact, " she's fondest o' you. She wants to go o' your lap, I'll be bound. Go, then: take her, Master Marner; you can put the things on, and then you can say as you've done for her from the first of her coming to you." Marner took her on his lap, trembling with an emotion mysterious to himself, at something unknown dawning on his life. Thought and feeling were so confused within him, that if he had tried to give them utterance, he could only have said that the child was...