demeanour. "His manner was not prepossessing - scarcely, she thinks, manly or natural. It seemed as...
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the 17th, he wrote to Clarinda: "Your hopes, your fears, your cares, my love, are mine; so don't mi...
Meanwhile, whether as a man, a husband, or a poet, his steps led downward. He knew, knew bitterly, ...
devil himself; sometimes speaking plainly between human hearts; sometimes ringing out in exultation...
marbled with sun and shadow. Wordsworth, in a beautiful passage of the 'Prelude,' has used this as ...
service of the strong?" "Nothing can possibly be easier," returned the sick man; "the proper servi...
the hills, and some but of yesterday, and none finished; and all the ends of it were open, so that ...
"Well," said the stranger, "that is one way to live, no doubt. But I prefer the people with the gre...
steep. "Where do we ride?" said the elder son. "Across this brown mountain." said the King, and sm...
smallness of a pea, and his heart was a bag of little fears like scorpions, and love was dead in hi...
daughter was aware of a crone that sat upon the beach. The sea foam ran to her feet, and the dead l...
Familiar Studies of Men & Books by Robert Louis Stevenson PREFACE BY WAY OF CRITICISM. THESE...
surely for any one that has a thing to call a soul he shines out tenfold more nobly in the failure ...
much treated as a fool. The period is not sufficiently remembered. What that period was, to what a ...
wood, the daylight becoming richer and more golden, and the shadows stretching farther into the ope...