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"And all this comes under the head of pleasure," murmured Laura with a
little chuckle.
"All right--we'll keep still," agreed Billie. "I think myself that the
best thing we can do is get to sleep. Night, girls. We'll all feel better
in the morning."
"If we're here to feel anything," added Violet gloomily.
For a long ti... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
But no, the noise was passing on, getting softer, softer, dying off in
the distance.
"It--it must have been a machine," said Laura, beginning to laugh
hysterically. "Vi, what did you go and wake me up in the middle of the
night for just to hear an automobile? I was having such a lovely sleep."
"But I'm not so sure it ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Oh, but didn't you hear that noise in the night?" Violet asked her,
turning over and forgetting the nap she had been about to take. "We
girls were just about scared to death."
"Speak for yourself," said Laura, who, whether she had really been
frightened or not, never liked to have anybody tell her about it.
"You were... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Oh, and I'm just crazy to see the rest of the house by daylight," said
Laura, clapping her hands. "Come on, you slow pokes, aren't you ever
going to be ready?"
"We're ready now," said Billie, putting an arm about Violet and hurrying
her to the door. "Oh, is that bacon I smell--and coffee?" she asked as
through the op... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
In the drawing-room they found a queer old piano which Violet declared
must date back farther than Revolutionary days and which Billie, amid
gibes and laughter from her chums, tried to play.
After she had tried and failed on half a dozen different compositions,
she gave up the attempt, and they roamed upstairs, lookin... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Maybe the boys will want to go fishing when they come," suggested
Billie.
The cherry trees also interested the chums--there were so many of them.
The late cherries were ripe, and they spent a day in picking them,
donning overalls for that purpose. Mrs. Gilligan took the fruit and made
several delicious pies and also ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Oh, please hurry," cried Billie, exasperated at the stupid look on the
boy's face. "Don't you know that we're late already?"
"No'm, you're not late," he assured her in a voice that matched his
manner. "The ten-thirty train's always 'bout half an hour late, anyways."
"Well, that's just the reason it will probably be o... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Out of our brilliant craniums," said Ferd modestly. "I say, girls, where
do we go from here?"
"There's an old carriage that looks as if it were on its last legs,"
laughed Violet, leading the way back to where the antiquated vehicle and
its sleepy driver awaited them. "We came up in it, but I don't know how
we're all ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"That's the way to treat 'em, Laura," Chet cried, but at that Ferd
turned upon him.
"Say, you'd better look out," he said belligerently. "I can't hit a
lady--"
"A which?" murmured Billie, with a wicked glance in Laura's direction.
"For calling me names," continued Ferd, glaring at Chet, who began to
tremble in mock fr... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Did you win the tennis singles?" Billie asked of Teddy, as she stopped
to smell a bunch of strange flowers. "I was rooting for you."
"Were you?" asked Teddy eagerly.
"For you--and Chet," she added demurely, and laughed to see his
face fall.
"But did you?" she asked.
"What?"
"Win the tennis singles, silly? Can't you r... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Caved in!" cried Chet in disgust.
He was right; dirt and rocks filled the openings, both of which were
quite wet.
"I'll bet they led to the brook," remarked Teddy. "When the Indians made
a raid the settlers could crawl through one tunnel or the other and so
hide in the brook."
"I think Ted must be right," said Ferd.
... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
Billie sat up in bed suddenly with the familiar chilly feeling up and
down her spine and her hair showing a tendency to pull away from her
prickly scalp.
The piano was sounding--all the way from treble to bass! And it was the
middle of the night with everybody in bed!
She put out a hand and shook Laura and Violet to c... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
Mrs. Gilligan listened, and even she, matter-of-fact, humorous Irishwoman
that she was, felt that same strange tendency on the part of her hair to
stand up straight in the air.
"Well, here's the time for my rolling pin," she said, jumping out of bed
and wrapping a kimono hastily about her. "We'll call the boys and see... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Well, I move we look around a bit," suggested Ferd, who was always
eager for action. "The ghost may have retreated to the dining-room or
something--"
"No, siree!" said Violet decidedly. "If the rest of you want to go
roaming all over this gloomy old place at night you can do it, but you'll
have to leave me out."
"Vi'... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"But we've heard plenty," sighed Violet. "There! What's that?"
The girls listened, feeling almost ready to scream, but could hear
nothing but the sighing of the wind in the tree tops.
"Only the wind, silly," said Laura, then added with an almost
comfortable feeling at the thought: "Mrs. Gilligan's on guard anyway."
"Y... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Don't you even want to solve the mystery?" asked Chet, in an
aggrieved voice.
"Mystery--humph," grunted Mrs. Gilligan, feeling very brave and
disdainful in the bright sunshine. "I don't believe there's a bit of
mystery in the whole thing."
"Then what made the piano play?" Teddy insisted. "You said yourself that
you h... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
However, they did at last get through eating and wandered out on the
front porch, where Mrs. Gilligan could not scoff at their ideas, to
discuss the doings of the night before.
But it was only a little while later that Mrs. Gilligan put another
damper on their fun by announcing that some one would have to go to town
f... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Sh-h," cried Billie, and they listened, hardly daring to breathe.
There was the same strange humming sound that had so startled them on
their first night in the house, only this time, instead of coming from a
distance and passing by, the noise seemed to get louder, then softer,
louder and softer, as if whatever it wa... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
CHAPTER XXI
BOTH AT ONCE
It was not long before there came a recurrence of the strange humming
noise which had so disturbed the girls. It was only a few nights later
that Chet sat up in bed with the joyful feeling that here at last was a
chance to investigate at least one of the ghosts that haunted the
homestead at ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Oh, won't you please come down?" wailed Billie's voice from the
spooky depths of the attic. "I'll die of fright if I have to stay here
another minute."
This appeal moved the boys, and they began reluctantly to descend the
ladder, keeping their eyes all the time on the pale patch of sky.
"Where are the others?" asked ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Well, you only came because Mrs. Gilligan and I went ahead with the
broom and the poker," sniffed Laura.
"Was it playing when you came down the stairs?" asked Chet, interested.
"And did it stop as soon as you entered the room?"
"Yes," it was Mrs. Gilligan who answered this time. "And it was good for
him he did. I've ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
But again the noise stopped abruptly, and when they entered the room
there was nothing to be seen or heard.
"Say, this thing is making me mad!" cried Ferd, glaring at the old piano
as though it were the offender. "I don't mind meeting an
honest-to-goodness ghost, but I'll be hanged if I'll let him laugh at
me!"
"I don... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Ugh," she cried, glancing about her distastefully, "it's the gloomiest
place I ever did see. I'll be glad when we leave it. That is, I would
be," she added wistfully, "if only Chet and I were going with the others
to boarding school."
She wandered into the room where the old piano stood and looked at it
musingly for ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"No, thanks," said Teddy decidedly. "I can think of lots better things
to do than go roaming about a hot old attic when the thermometer is
ninety-six in the shade. I'm going for a walk in the woods. How about
it, fellows?"
"Yes, and see if we can come across those old fellows with the beards
that told us the corn-fish... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"It must be a disease," laughed Billie, as the girls ascended the old
staircase together.
"Well, I hope they live through it," added Laura, with a chuckle.
"I found a funny old closet yesterday," said Billie, as they came out
into the musty attic. "I was just going to open it and see what was
inside when you girls cal... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
However, after much hauling and pulling, Billie finally succeeded in
backing out of the closet, pulling the trunk after her. Then standing up
and brushing the hair out of her eyes, she regarded it gleefully.
"Everything in the house is mine," she reminded them, as she stooped down
again to examine the lock, "so I have... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Maybe we can call them back. They haven't had time to go far," said
Billie, stirred to instant action by the thought. "Come on Laura, you
take one end, Vi can steady it at the side, and we'll at least get the
trunk downstairs. That's the way! Now then!"
After a good deal of pushing and lugging, and a spasm of fright ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
Not exactly knowing why they obeyed her, the boys drew aside and she ran
to the side of the prostrate figure on the ground, the other girls
following half reluctantly.
The boys had succeeded in removing the man from the wreckage--one
glance about them told the girls that the wreck had once been an
aeroplane--and the m... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"I don't see why," cried Billie, her warm heart eager to give him
comfort. "There may have been just some little thing the matter that
you--What's that?"
"That" was the sound of running feet and a crackling of bushes, and the
next minute two men burst out into the clearing. They were red of face
and breathless, and wh... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
The latter looked surprised and left off moaning.
"You mean I'm going to live?" he asked incredulously, adding with a faint
little attempt at a smile: "Why--why, I was sure I was--done for!"
"No indeed," said the "doctor-person"--as Billie had already dubbed him,
rising briskly to his feet. "You'll live to fly many an... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Well, let it be a lesson to you," said Chet with mock gravity, "never to
let your ambitions soar to aeroplane inventing."
"If that's meant to be a joke," said Laura bitingly, "I must say it's as
much of a failure as our old inventor himself. Well, girls," she added,
turning back to them, "I don't suppose there's any ... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"You mean the musical ghost," he cried, laughter in his voice. "The one
that has had us chasing down flights of stairs on dark nights?"
"With the chills running up and down our spines and our hair standing on
end?" added Ferd, following his lead.
"The very same," responded Mrs. Gilligan, the gleam deepening in her
eye... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Why, it's my trunk," said Billie, when she could make herself heard
above the babble. "We found it in the attic. But I don't see what
difference it makes where we got it," she added impatiently, getting down
on her knees once more and shaking the trunk as if it were to blame.
"Won't you please get busy and open it, b... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
Chet waited to hear no more. Like a streak of lightning he was out of the
room and racing down the stairs.
"Tools!" he was saying gloatingly to himself, "hundreds of them!"
Upstairs Billie turned and looked at Teddy in dismay.
"Now what have I done?" she cried. "If he once gets among those tools we
won't see him for h... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Oh, Billie, hurry! You're so slow!" cried Laura, jumping up and down
with excitement. "Do get at it!"
"Shall I do it?" asked Violet, feeling an almost irresistible desire to
push Billie away and fling back the lid. Why was she so slow?
"One--two--three!" cried Billie, and then the lid was off and they were
staring do... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
From the coins the young folks turned to the postage stamps. Chet and
Teddy had done a little stamp collecting once and knew that some of the
stamps were rare.
"I think they are worth at least fifteen hundred dollars more," said
Teddy, "and maybe they are worth twice that. Some stamps are worth a
hundred dollars apiec... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Of course not," denied Billie absently, adding as she rose hastily to
her feet: "It just struck me that I've known this wonderful thing for
hours and I haven't written home about it yet."
"Well, you'd better read these first," sang out a cheery voice from the
door, and they turned to find Teddy coming toward them wit... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"Girls," she said, "it's from Miss Beggs!" And she looked at them with
wide eyes, forgetting for the moment that she had no more reason to fear
a letter from the teacher. Then she remembered, and a joyful smile dawned
on her face.
"Girls, I've been sort of dreading this letter all summer," she said,
her eyes sparkling... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
"I say, up there, aren't you ever coming down?" called Chet's voice from
the bottom of the stairs, and Laura went out into the hall to see what
he wanted.
"We're making plans for the fall," Chet added, and in his voice was a
little joyous thrill that made Billie's heart sing. Dear old Chet--if
ever a boy deserved to g... | Billie Bradley and Her Inheritance; Or, The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners | Wheeler, Janet D. | ['en'] | 11 | {'Girls -- Juvenile fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction'} | PG10048 | |||
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OLD LADY MARY.
A STORY OF THE SEEN AND THE UNSEEN.
By Margaret O. (Wilson) Oliphant
I
She was very old, and therefore it was very hard for her to make up her
mind to die. I am aware that this is not at a... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
Besides these, however, she had many mild pleasures. She had a pretty
house full of things which formed a graceful _entourage_ suitable, as
she felt, for such a woman as she was, and in which she took pleasure for
their own beauty,--soft chairs and couches, a fireplace and lights
which were the perfection of tempered... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"It is a very simple thing to do," the lawyer said. "I will save you all
trouble; nothing but your signature will be wanted--and that you give
every day."
"Oh, I should think nothing of the trouble!" she said.
"And it would liberate your mind from all care, and leave you free to
think of things more important still,"... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
Nevertheless these men did disturb her a little about her will. She had
made more than one will in the former days during her active life; but
all those to whom she had bequeathed her possessions were dead. She had
survived them all, and inherited from many of them; which had been a hard
thing in its time. One day the... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"Whenever you please, my dear lady--whenever you please. Such a thing
cannot be done an hour too soon. Shall I take your instructions now?"
Lady Mary laughed, and said, "You were always a very keen man for
business. I remember your father used to say, Robert would never neglect
an opening."
"No," he said, with a pecul... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
That evening in her room, Lady Mary, in a very cheerful mood, sat
by a little bright unnecessary fire, with her writing-book before her,
waiting till she should be sleepy. It was the only point in which she
was a little hard upon her maid, who in every other respect was the
best-treated of servants. Lady Mary, as it h... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"Now I will go to bed," Lady Mary said, when Brown had left the room.
"And Jervis, you must go to bed too."
"Yes, my lady," said Jervis.
"I don't approve of courtship at this hour."
"No, my lady," Jervis replied, deprecating and disappointed.
"Why cannot he tell his tale in daylight?"
"Oh, my lady, there's no tale to ... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
But what a pity! oh, what a pity, that she had not died that night!
II.
Life went on after this without any change. There was never any change in
that delightful house; and if it was years, or months, or even days, the
youngest of its inhabitants could scarcely tell, and Lady Mary could not
tell at all. This was one... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
It happened, however, that one day in the early winter the wind changed
when Lady Mary was out for her drive; at least they all vowed the wind
changed. It was in the south, that genial quarter, when she set out, but
turned about in some uncomfortable way, and was a keen northeaster when
she came back. And in the momen... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
III.
When she woke again, it was morning; and her first waking consciousness
was, that she must be much better. The choking sensation in her throat
was altogether gone. She had no desire to cough--no difficulty in
breathing. She had a fancy, however, that she must be still dreaming,
for she felt sure that some one h... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"To do," she said, "for me?" and then she looked round upon them with
that charming smile which had subjugated so many. "I am afraid," she
said, "you will find me of very little use. I am too old now, if ever I
could have done much, for work."
"Oh no, you are not old,--you will do very well," some one said.
"Not old!"... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
She was still so far from perceiving the real situation, that some one
came towards her out of the group of people about--some one whom she
recognized--with the evident intention of explaining to her how it was.
She started a little at the sight of him, and held out her hand, and
cried: "You here! I am very glad to se... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"We are none of us perfect," said Lady Mary, with a little of that
natural resentment with which one hears one's self accused,--however
ready one may be to accuse one's self.
"Permit me," said he, and took her hand and led her away without further
explanation. The people about were so busy with their own occupations
t... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
If hosen and shoon thou gavest nane,
The whins shall prick thee intil the bane.
When she saw that her companion heard her, she asked, "Is that true?"
He shook his head a little. "It is too matter of fact," he said, "as I
need hardly tell you. Hosen and shoon are good, but they do not always
sufficiently indicate the s... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"Where?" he said, stopping and listening; so that it began to seem
possible to her that some such expedient might still be within her reach.
"It is to England," she said, thinking he meant to ask as to which
quarter of the world.
"Ah," he said, shaking his head, "I fear that it is impossible."
"But it is to set someth... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
Here she was touched on the arm, and looking round, saw close to her the
face of one whom, it was very true, she had forgotten. She remembered him
but dimly after she had looked long at him. A little group had gathered
about her, with grieved looks, to see her distress. He who had touched
her was the spokesman of them... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"But to her," cried Lady Mary,--"to her it will be long years--it will be
trouble and sorrow; and she will think I took no thought for her; and she
will be right," the penitent said with a great and bitter cry.
It was so terrible that they were all silent, and said not a
word,--except the man who had loved her, who pu... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
Lady Mary listened to them all, but she kept her eyes upon the face of
him who offered her this possibility. There passed through her mind a
hundred stories she had heard of those who had _gone back_. But not one
that spoke of them as welcome, as received with joy, as comforting those
they loved. Ah no! was it not rat... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"I will try," Lady Mary said.
V.
The night which Lady Mary had been conscious of, in a momentary glimpse
full of the exaggeration of fever, had not indeed been so expeditious
as she believed. The doctor, it is true, had been pronouncing her
death-warrant when she saw him holding her wrist, and wondered what he
did t... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
The doctor had no wife; but he had an anxious mother, who, though she
would not for the world have been unkind to the poor girl, yet was very
anxious that she should be disposed of and out of her son's way. It is
true that the doctor was forty and Mary only eighteen,--but what then?
Matches of that kind were seen ever... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"Hush!" cried the vicar's wife; indeed she had been making signs to the
other lady, who stood with her back to the door, for some moments. Mary
had come in while this conversation was going on. She had not paid any
attention to it; and yet her ear had been caught by the names of Lady
Mary, and the earl, and Mr. Furniv... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
Upon which she took the girl in her arms and kissed her, and cried, as
women must. "My dearest," she said, "as you have guessed the worst, it is
better to tell you. Lady Mary--I don't know why; oh, I don't wish to
blame her--has left no will; and, my dear, my dear, you who have been
brought up in luxury, you have not ... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"Wretched!" cried Mary, springing up. "I am not wretched." And she turned
with a countenance glowing and full of courage to the door. But there was
no one there,--no visitor lingering in the smaller room as sometimes
happened.
"I thought I heard some one come in," said the vicar's wife. "Didn't you
hear something, Mar... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
Presently she found herself entering her own house. It was all shut and
silent,--not a window lighted along the whole front of the house which
used to twinkle and glitter with lights. It soothed her somewhat to see
this, as if in evidence that the place had changed with her. She went in
silently, and the darkness was ... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
But as she said this, the woman did not know who was looking at her with
wide, wistful eyes, holding out her hands in appeal, receiving every word
as if it had been a blow,--though she knew it was useless. Lady Mary
could not help it. She cried out to them, "Have pity upon me! Have pity
upon me! I am not cruel, as you... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"He wants to go to some one," cried the mother. "Oh look, look, for God's
sake! Who is there that the child sees?"
"There's no one there,--not a soul. Now dearie, dearie, be reasonable.
You can see for yourself there's not a creature," said the grandmother.
"Oh, my baby, my baby! He sees something we can't see," the y... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
VII.
Mary, when she left her kind friend in the vicarage, went out and took a
long walk. She had received a shock so great that it took all sensation
from her, and threw her into the seething and surging of an excitement
altogether beyond her control. She could not think until she had got
familiar with the idea, whi... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
These thoughts were driven through her mind like the snowflakes in a
storm. The year had slid on since Lady Mary's death. Winter was beginning
to yield to spring; the snow was over, and the great cold. And other
changes had taken place. The great house had been let, and the family who
had taken it had been about a wee... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
Then Mary made a step or two forward and said, "I must ask your pardon if
I am trespassing. I did not know there was any objection--" This stranger
to make an objection! It brought something like a tremulous laugh to
Mary's lips.
"Oh, there is no objection," said the lady, "only we have been a little
put out. I see no... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
Mary was very accessible to such a reproach and argument. Her face
flushed with a sense of her own churlishness. "I beg your pardon," she
said; "I am sure you mean to be kind."
"Well," said the stranger, "that is perhaps going too far on the other
side, for you can't even see my face, to know what I mean. But I do mea... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"An old lady!" said Mary, with an involuntary smile.
"Oh, yes. I laughed too, the first time. I said it would be old Mrs.
Prentiss, or perhaps the char-woman, or some old lady from the village
that had been in the habit of coming in the former people's time. But the
child got very angry. She said it was a real lady. S... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
At this Mary faltered a little. "I have never been there--since
the--funeral," she said.
The good woman laid a kind hand upon her shoulder, caressing and
soothing. "You were very fond of her--in spite of the way she has used
you?"
"Oh, how dare you, or any one, to speak of her so! She used me as if I
had been her dear... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
It seemed to Mary too like an inspiration. What it cost her to cross that
threshold and walk in a stranger, to the house which had been all her
life as her own, she never said to any one. But it was independence; it
was deliverance from entreaties and remonstrances without end. It was a
kind of setting right, so far a... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
The room was warm and well lighted; the night was very calm and
sweet outside, nothing had been touched or changed of all her little
decorations, the ornaments which had been so delightful to her
girlhood. A large photograph of Lady Mary held the chief place over the
mantel-piece, representing her in the fullness of h... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
She lay still for some time and held her breath, listening for a
movement, even for the sound of breathing,--scarcely alarmed, yet sure
that she was not alone. After a while she raised herself on her pillow,
and in a low voice asked, "Who is there? is any one there?" There was no
reply, no sound of any description, an... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
Next day she heard all the floating legends that were beginning to rise
in the house. They all arose from Connie's questions about the old lady
whom she had seen going up-stairs before her, the first evening after the
new family's arrival. It was in the presence of the doctor,--who had come
to see the child, and whose... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"Oh, my dear, I don't make any pretensions," the good woman cried, but
with a little shock of pleasure which brought the tears to her eyes.
And then the story was told. Connie had seen the lady walk up-stairs, and
had thought no harm. The child supposed it was some one belonging to the
house. She had gone into the roo... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"Oh no. I never saw a picture that was so pretty," said the child.
"Doctor, why do you ask her any more? don't you see, don't you see, the
child has seen--"
"Miss Mary, for God's sake, hold your tongue; it is folly, you know. Now,
my little girl, tell me. I know this old lady is the very image of that
pretty old lady ... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"Oh, for heaven's sake! You will drive me mad, you ladies. Is it this,
and is it that? It is nothing, I tell you. The child is out of sorts,
and she has seen some picture that has caught her fancy,--and she thinks
she sees--I'll send her a bottle," he cried, jumping up, "that will put
an end to all that."
"Doctor, don... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"It was providential. Come and hear what the child has seen." Mrs.
Turner, though she was so anxious, was too polite not to make a fuss
about getting chairs for all her visitors. She postponed her own trouble
to this necessity, and trembling, sought the most comfortable seat for
Mrs. Bowyer, the largest and most impos... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
Now the others looked at each other, exchanging a startled look.
"My dear people," cried the doctor, "the case is not the least unusual.
No, no, Mrs. Turner, it is no warning,--it is nothing of the sort. Look
here, Bowyer; you'll believe me. The child is very nervous and sensitive.
She has evidently seen a picture som... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"Mary," he said, with a little tremulousness of voice, "it is quite
natural that you should ask me; but, my dear, I am not at all prepared to
answer. I think you know that the doctor, who ought to know best about
such matters--"
"Nay, not I. I only know about the physical; the other,--if there is
another,--that's your... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"Instead of," said the vicar, with a slight tremor, "making herself
known, if that was permitted, to--to me, for example, or our friend
here."
"That sounds reasonable, Mary," said Mrs. Bowyer; "don't you think so, my
dear? If she had come to one of us, or to yourself, my darling, I should
never have wondered, after al... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
And if Lady Mary could not make herself known to the poor cottagers who
had loved her, or to the women who wept for her loss while they blamed
her, how was she to reveal herself and her secret to the men who, if they
had seen her, would have thought her an hallucination? Yes, she tried
all, and even went a long journe... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
Mary came in with her candle in her hand, and closed the door between her
and all external things. She looked round wistful with that strange
consciousness which she had already experienced, that some one was there.
The other stood so close to her that the girl could not move without
touching her. She held up her hand... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
A little moaning wind rose up suddenly in the middle of the dark night,
and carried a faint wail, like the voice of some one lost, to the windows
of the great house. It woke the children and Mary, who opened her eyes
quickly in the dark, wondering if perhaps now the vision might come to
her. But the vision had come wh... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"Oh, don't do that; oh, don't leave me, Prentiss!" Mary said, with an
involuntary cry of dismay.
"Not if you mind, not if you mind, dear," the housekeeper cried. And then
she drew close to the young lady with an anxious look. "You haven't seen
anything?" she said. "That would be only natural, Miss Mary. I could well
u... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
"Who? little Connie?"
"Of course I mean Miss Vivian, Mrs. Bowyer. Don't you know the village is
all in a tremble about the ghost at the Great House?"
"Oh yes, I know, and it is very strange. I can't help thinking,
doctor,--"
"We had better not discuss that subject. Of course I don't put a moment's
faith in any such no... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
This was the state of affairs on a certain soft wet day when the family
were all within doors. Connie had exhausted all her means of amusement
in the morning. When the afternoon came, with its long, dull, uneventful
hours, she had nothing better to do than to fling herself upon Miss
Vivian, upon whom she had a special... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
Connie struggled a little in that too tight hold. "Are you frightened,
Miss Vivian? What are you frightened for? No one can hear; and if you
mind it so much, I will never say it again."
"You must never, never say it again. There is nothing I mind so much,"
Mary said.
"Oh," said Connie, with mild surprise. Then, as Mar... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
XIII.
"And _she_ was standing there all the time," said Connie, crying and
telling her little tale after Mary had been carried away,--"standing with
her hand upon that cabinet, looking and looking, oh, as if she wanted to
say something and couldn't. Why couldn't she, mamma? Oh, Mr. Bowyer, why
couldn't she, if she w... | Old Lady Mary: A Story of the Seen and the Unseen | Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret) | 1828 | 1897 | ['en'] | 26 | {'Death -- Fiction', 'Inheritance and succession -- Fiction'} | PG10049 | |
The Divine Comedy
of Dante Alighieri
Translated by
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW
Contents
INFERNO
Canto I. The Dark Forest. The Hill of Difficulty. The Panther, the
Lion, and the Wolf. Virgil.
Canto II. The Descent. Dante’s Protest and Virgil’s Appeal. The
Intercession of the Th... | Divine Comedy, Longfellow's Translation, Complete | Dante Alighieri | 1265 | 1321 | ['en'] | 726 | {'Epic poetry, Italian -- Translations into English', 'Italian poetry -- To 1400 -- Translations into English'} | PG1004 | |
PURGATORIO
I. The Shores of Purgatory. The Four Stars. Cato of Utica. The
Rush.
II. The Celestial Pilot. Casella. The Departure.
III. Discourse on the Limits of Reason. The Foot of the Mountain.
Those who died in Contumacy of Holy Church. Manfredi.
IV. Farther Ascent. Nature of the Mounta... | Divine Comedy, Longfellow's Translation, Complete | Dante Alighieri | 1265 | 1321 | ['en'] | 726 | {'Epic poetry, Italian -- Translations into English', 'Italian poetry -- To 1400 -- Translations into English'} | PG1004 | |
PARADISO
I. The Ascent to the First Heaven. The Sphere of Fire.
II. The First Heaven, the Moon: Spirits who, having taken Sacred
Vows, were forced to violate them. The Lunar Spots.
III. Piccarda Donati and the Empress Constance.
IV. Questionings of the Soul and of Broken Vows.
V. Discourse... | Divine Comedy, Longfellow's Translation, Complete | Dante Alighieri | 1265 | 1321 | ['en'] | 726 | {'Epic poetry, Italian -- Translations into English', 'Italian poetry -- To 1400 -- Translations into English'} | PG1004 | |
INFERNO
Inferno: Canto I
Midway upon the journey of our life
I found myself within a forest dark,
For the straightforward pathway had been lost.
Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say
What was this forest savage, rough, and stern,
Which in the very thought renews the fear.
So bitter is it, death is li... | Divine Comedy, Longfellow's Translation, Complete | Dante Alighieri | 1265 | 1321 | ['en'] | 726 | {'Epic poetry, Italian -- Translations into English', 'Italian poetry -- To 1400 -- Translations into English'} | PG1004 | |
And a she-wolf, that with all hungerings
Seemed to be laden in her meagreness,
And many folk has caused to live forlorn!
She brought upon me so much heaviness,
With the affright that from her aspect came,
That I the hope relinquished of the height.
And as he is who willingly acquires,
And the time ... | Divine Comedy, Longfellow's Translation, Complete | Dante Alighieri | 1265 | 1321 | ['en'] | 726 | {'Epic poetry, Italian -- Translations into English', 'Italian poetry -- To 1400 -- Translations into English'} | PG1004 | |
Because this beast, at which thou criest out,
Suffers not any one to pass her way,
But so doth harass him, that she destroys him;
And has a nature so malign and ruthless,
That never doth she glut her greedy will,
And after food is hungrier than before.
Many the animals with whom she weds,
And more ... | Divine Comedy, Longfellow's Translation, Complete | Dante Alighieri | 1265 | 1321 | ['en'] | 726 | {'Epic poetry, Italian -- Translations into English', 'Italian poetry -- To 1400 -- Translations into English'} | PG1004 | |
Made myself ready to sustain the war,
Both of the way and likewise of the woe,
Which memory that errs not shall retrace.
O Muses, O high genius, now assist me!
O memory, that didst write down what I saw,
Here thy nobility shall be manifest!
And I began: “Poet, who guidest me,
Regard my manhood, if ... | Divine Comedy, Longfellow's Translation, Complete | Dante Alighieri | 1265 | 1321 | ['en'] | 726 | {'Epic poetry, Italian -- Translations into English', 'Italian poetry -- To 1400 -- Translations into English'} | PG1004 | |
Among those was I who are in suspense,
And a fair, saintly Lady called to me
In such wise, I besought her to command me.
Her eyes where shining brighter than the Star;
And she began to say, gentle and low,
With voice angelical, in her own language:
‘O spirit courteous of Mantua,
Of whom the fame st... | Divine Comedy, Longfellow's Translation, Complete | Dante Alighieri | 1265 | 1321 | ['en'] | 726 | {'Epic poetry, Italian -- Translations into English', 'Italian poetry -- To 1400 -- Translations into English'} | PG1004 | |
Lucia, foe of all that cruel is,
Hastened away, and came unto the place
Where I was sitting with the ancient Rachel.
“Beatrice” said she, “the true praise of God,
Why succourest thou not him, who loved thee so,
For thee he issued from the vulgar herd?
Dost thou not hear the pity of his plaint?
Dost... | Divine Comedy, Longfellow's Translation, Complete | Dante Alighieri | 1265 | 1321 | ['en'] | 726 | {'Epic poetry, Italian -- Translations into English', 'Italian poetry -- To 1400 -- Translations into English'} | PG1004 | |
Justice incited my sublime Creator;
Created me divine Omnipotence,
The highest Wisdom and the primal Love.
Before me there were no created things,
Only eterne, and I eternal last.
All hope abandon, ye who enter in!”
These words in sombre colour I beheld
Written upon the summit of a gate;
Whence... | Divine Comedy, Longfellow's Translation, Complete | Dante Alighieri | 1265 | 1321 | ['en'] | 726 | {'Epic poetry, Italian -- Translations into English', 'Italian poetry -- To 1400 -- Translations into English'} | PG1004 |
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