The Prose Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, with Bibliographical and Critical Notes.-- Volume 2

The Prose Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, with Bibliographical and Critical Notes.-- Volume 2

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1886 edition. Excerpt: ...coolness out of the hot streets of life; a mysterious light streams through the painted glass of the marigold windows, staining the cusps and crumpled leaves of the window-shafts, and the cherubs and holy-water-stoups below. Here and there is an image of the Virgin Mary; and other images, " in divers vestures, called weepers, stand in housings made about the tomb; " and above all swells the vast dome of heaven, with its star-mouldings, and the flaming constellations, like the mosaics in the dome of St. Peter's. Have you not heard funeral psalms from the chantry? Have you not heard the sound of church-bells, as I promised, --mysterious sounds from the Past and Future, as from the belfries outside the cathedral, --even such a mournful, mellow, watery peal of bells, as is heard sometimes at sea, from cities afar off below the horizon? I know not how this Romanesque, and at times flamboyant, style of architecture may please the critics. They may wish, perhaps, that I had omitted some of my many ornaments, my arabesques, and roses, and fantastic spouts, and Holy-Roods and Galilee-steeples. But would it then have been Romanesque? But perhaps, Gentle Reader, thou art one of those who think the days of romance gone forever. Believe it not! Oh, believe it not! Thou hast at this moment in thy heart as sweet a romance as was ever written. Thou art not less a woman, because thou dost not sit aloft in a tower, with a tassel-gentle on thy wrist. Thou art not less a man, because thou wearest no hauberk, nor mailsark, and goest not on horseback after foolish adventures. Every one has a romance in his own heart. All that has blessed or awed the world lies there; and The oracle within him, that which lives, He must invoke and question, --not dead books, more

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  • Paperback | 102 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 5mm | 195g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236668308
  • 9781236668301