 | Albert Mordell - 1921 - 272 páginas
...glad and hopeful, and here I have been despondent. And here I sat a long, long time, waiting patiently for the world to know me, and sometimes wondering...know me sooner, or whether it would ever know me at all,—at least, till I were in my grave. And sometimes it seemed as if I were already in the grave,... | |
 | Edwin Harrison Cady, Louis J. Budd - 1990 - 304 páginas
...where he used to sit in years gone by. . . . Sometimes (for I had no wife then to keep my heart warm) it seemed as if I were already in the grave, with only life enough to be chilled and benumbed . . . till at length a certain Dove was revealed to me, in the shadow of a seclusion as deep as my... | |
 | Ilan Stavans - 1999 - 348 páginas
...me in it; and some few of them have become visible to the world . . . And sometimes it seems to me as if I were already in the grave, with only life...to be chilled and benumbed. But oftener I was happy . . . And now I begin to understand why I was imprisoned so many years in this lonely chamber, and... | |
 | Willie Tolliver - 2000 - 204 páginas
...they coveted Hawthorne is explicit about this: " 'And here 1 sat a long. long time. waiting patiently for the world to know me and sometimes wondering why...me sooner. or whether it would ever know me at all ... By and by the world found me out in my lonely chamber and called me forth - not: indeed. with a... | |
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne - 2002 - 320 páginas
...glad and hopeful, and here I have been despondent; and here I sat a long, long time, waiting patiently for the world to know me, and sometimes wondering...— at least, till I were in my grave. And sometimes (for I had no wife then to keep my heart warm) it seemed as if I were already in the grave, with only... | |
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne - 2003 - 134 páginas
...(for I had no wife then to keep my heart warm)," he had written to her during their courtship in 1840, "it seemed as if I were already in the grave, with only life enough to be chilled and benumbed . . . till at length a certain Dove was revealed to me, in the shadow of a seclusion as deep as my... | |
 | Millicent Bell - 2005 - 238 páginas
...Sophia, exaggerating for effect, that he had sat in his room "a long, long time, waiting patiently for the world to know me, and sometimes wondering...me sooner, or whether it would ever know me at all" (XV 494). He "plugged away" for years, in Millicent Bell's words, "at writings which he hoped might... | |
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... he ought to make great mention of this chamber in my memoirs, because so much of my lonely youth was wasted here, and here my mind and character were formed ; and here I have been glad and hopeful, and here I have been despondent. And here I sat a... 
