I escaped from her arms, and ran home and seized the glasses andbounded back
again to Preciosa. Here sat a family atbreakfast, and I stood at the window
looking in. But when I looked at them through myglasses, I found no halo of
You may believe that I was especially curious to look at that
oldlover of hers, through my glasses. But while there, said Titbottom, and his
voice trembled away into asigh, I first saw Preciosa. cried he impatiently, as
he saw that I intended to make noreply. Pictures of the Madonna have not her
rare and pensive beauty.
Kits,perhaps, and his domain extended to the sea.
Kits,perhaps, and his domain extended to the sea. I watched the grace, the
ardor,the glory of devotion.
We used to call it a Western town in theheart of
the civilization of New England. If a sharp wind blew suddenly, I saw it
tremble and flutter;it was thin, flat, impalpable.
Hedid not seem to grow old,
and he was one of those who never appear tohave been very young. He
wasaccounted the most successful and most unspoiled of men. Hedid not seem to
grow old, and he was one of those who never appear tohave been very young. My
dearfriends, do not forget that I had seen myself. Titbottom seems to find very
littlepleasure in his.
The very tone inwhich Prue had spoken convinced me that
It was in church, and she waskneeling with her eyes closed, so that
she did not see me.
Certainly I haveheard of few men more beloved, and of none
more worthy to be loved.
A violent passion of grieffor his loss was no more
possible than for the pensive decay of theyear. Perhaps it was only the natural
relief ofexpressing a pent-up sorrow. Or I put them on again, and looked at the
wife. These things were matters of long, long ago, and I came to thiscountry
I watched the grace, the ardor,the glory of devotion. But I was
bent withfrenzy upon my purpose.
He was no longer young, you know,when I came,
and his fame and fortune were secure.
We are happy then, I said to myself,
there is no excitement now.
Bourne wouldhave preferred him for bookkeeper a
moment sooner upon that account.
He flourished in a perennial maturity,
animmortal middle-age. Having seen myself, I was compelledto see others,
properly to understand my relations to them.