The Journal of Maurice de Guerin; With an Essay by Matthew Arnold, and a Memoir by Sainte Beuve

The Journal of Maurice de Guerin; With an Essay by Matthew Arnold, and a Memoir by Sainte Beuve

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1867 edition. Excerpt: ... was all moonlight and stars--a blue sky, whose limpid clearness might send you to the seventh heaven of rapture. To-day I have seen nothing but showers streaming through the air in disordered ranks, driven furiously before a mad wind. I have heard nothing but this same wind wailing on every side of me with those pitiful and sinister wails which it catches or learns I know not where; one would say it seems the very blast of misfortune, of calamity, of all the afflictions which I imagine to be hovering in our atmosphere, shaking our dwellings and chanting its mournful prophecies about our windows. This wind, whatever it may be, at the same time that it was affecting my soul so sadly by its mysterious spirit, was agitating external Nature by its material power, and perhaps also by something more; for who knows if we are acquainted with the whole range of the mutual relations and intercourse of the elements? I saw this wind from my window doing his utmost against the trees, driving them to despair. He threw himself, at times, upon the forest with such impetuosity, that it was thrown into billows like a sea, and I expected to see the whole forest, pivoted on its roots, turn and spin like an immense whirlwind. The four great firs behind the house received from time to time such rude shocks that they seemed to take fright, and uttered, as it were, shouts of terror to make one tremble. The birds who ventured to fly were swept along like straws; I saw them--hardly breasting with a feeble struggle against the current, and only able at most to keep their wings stretched out--at last drifting rapidly down the wind. Those which stay in their hiding-places give feeble signs of life by beginning their song and suddenly stopping. The flowers look draggled and...show more

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  • Paperback | 46 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 100g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236676424
  • 9781236676429