Herman MelvilleMacmillan and Company, 1926 - 204 pages |
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... early death plunged her was an un- merited and prolonged trial , may have touched her acutely ; and Herman may have been conscious of this . But speculative biography is dangerous . Melville's mother ended her long life in 1871 , after ...
... early death plunged her was an un- merited and prolonged trial , may have touched her acutely ; and Herman may have been conscious of this . But speculative biography is dangerous . Melville's mother ended her long life in 1871 , after ...
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... early that inclination must always yield to Duty , it will become a matter of course when their vacations expire to bid a fond adieu to friends and amusements , and return home cheerfully to their books , and they will consequently ...
... early that inclination must always yield to Duty , it will become a matter of course when their vacations expire to bid a fond adieu to friends and amusements , and return home cheerfully to their books , and they will consequently ...
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... early years are likewise explicit . He speaks of the days , those delightful days , before his father failed after many adversities and died , and the opening pages are suffused with that tenderest mellow flush which memory and time ...
... early years are likewise explicit . He speaks of the days , those delightful days , before his father failed after many adversities and died , and the opening pages are suffused with that tenderest mellow flush which memory and time ...
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... early bedtime , gazing into the embers , while his face plainly expressed to a sympathetic observer that his heart , thawed to the core under the influence of the general flame , carried him far away over the ocean to the gay boulevards ...
... early bedtime , gazing into the embers , while his face plainly expressed to a sympathetic observer that his heart , thawed to the core under the influence of the general flame , carried him far away over the ocean to the gay boulevards ...
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... early age I was as unambitious as a man of sixty . " Maybe Mrs. Melville was displeased that her son should have left the service of a bank , of which her brother was trustee , a household of which her brother- in - law was the kindly ...
... early age I was as unambitious as a man of sixty . " Maybe Mrs. Melville was displeased that her son should have left the service of a bank , of which her brother was trustee , a household of which her brother- in - law was the kindly ...
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Page 92 - And we Americans are the peculiar, chosen people - the Israel of our time; we bear the ark of the liberties of the world.
Page 51 - I am so pulled hither and thither by circumstances. The calm, the coolness, the silent grass-growing mood in which a man ought always to compose, — that, I fear, can seldom be mine.
Page 131 - One person excepted the master-at-arms was perhaps the only man in the ship intellectually capable of adequately appreciating the moral phenomenon presented in Billy Budd. And the insight but intensified his passion, which assuming various secret forms within him, at times assumed that of cynic disdain— disdain of innocence— To be nothing more than innocent!
Page 128 - Is Ahab, Ahab? Is it I, God, or who, that lifts this arm? But if the great sun move not of himself; but is as an errand-boy in heaven; nor one single star can revolve, but by some invisible power; how then can this one small heart beat; this one small brain think thoughts; unless God does that beating, does that thinking, does that living, and not I.
Page 150 - The last seen of lone Hunilla she was passing into Payta town, riding upon a small gray ass; and before her on the ass's shoulders, she eyed the jointed workings of the beast's armorial cross.
Page 145 - The heart of the eternal pyramids, it seemed, wherein, by some strange magic, through the clefts, grass,seed, dropped by birds, had sprung. Strangely huddled at the base of the wall, his knees drawn up, and lying on his side, his head touching the cold stones, I saw the wasted Bartleby.
Page 123 - Oh, lonely death on lonely life! Oh, now I feel my topmost greatness lies in my topmost grief. Ho, ho! from all your furthest bounds, pour ye now in, ye bold billows of my whole foregone life, and top this one piled comber of my death ! Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.
Page 134 - Billy stood facing aft. At the penultimate moment, his words, his only ones, words wholly unobstructed in the utterance, were these: "God bless Captain Vere!
Page 146 - As at last the boat was hooked from the bow along toward the gangway amidship, its keel, while yet some inches separated from the hull, harshly grated as on a sunken coral reef. It proved a huge bunch of...
Page 56 - His nose is straight and rather handsome, his mouth expressive of sensibility and emotion. He is tall, and erect, with an air free, brave and manly. When conversing, he is full of gesture and force, and loses himself in his subject. There is no grace, nor polish. Once in a while, his animation gives place to a singularly quiet expression...