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The evening before my departure for Blithedale, I was returning to my bachelor-apartments, after attending the wonderful exhibition of the Veiled Lady, when an elderly-man of rather shabby appearance met me in an obscure part of the street. - Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Blithedale Romance [1852] (ch. 1) Dr. Dolliver, a worthy personage of extreme antiquity, was aroused rather prematurely, one summer morning, by the shouts of the child Pansie, in an adjoining chamber, summoning old Martha (who performed the duties of nurse, housekeeper, and kitchen-maid, in the Doctor's establishment) to take up her little ladyship and dress her. - Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Dolliver Romance [1876] Half-way down a by-street of one of our New England towns, stands a rusty wooden house, with seven acutely peaked gables, facing towards various points of the compass, and a huge, clustered chimney in the midst. The street is Pyncheon street; the house is the old Pyncheon-house; and an elm-tree, of wide circumference, rooted before the door, is familiar to every town-born child by the title of the Pyncheon-elm. On my occasional visits to the town aforesaid, I seldom fail to turn down Pyncheon-street, for the sake of passing through the shadow of these two antiquities--the great elm-tree, and the weather-beaten edifice. - Nathaniel Hawthorne, The House of the Seven Gables [1851] A throng of bearded men in sad-colored garments and gray, steeple-crowned hats, intermixed with women, some wearing hoods, and other bareheaded, was assembled in front of a wooden edifice, the door of which was heavily timbered with oak, and studded with iron spikes. - Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter [1850] (ch. 1, The Prison-Door) It is a little remarkable, that--though disinclined to talk overmuch of myself and my affairs at the fireside, and to my personal friends--an autobiographical impulse should twice in my life have taken possession of me, in addressing the public. - Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter [1850] (The Custom-House--Introductory) My, but it 's nice an' cold this mornin'! The thermometer 's done fell up to zero!" - Alice Caldwell Hegan (Alice Caldwell Rice), Mrs. Wiggs of the Cabbage Patch [1902] (ch. 1) The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but he had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. . . . . The flames roll'd on--he would not go Without his Father's word; That father, faint in death below, His voice no longer heard. - Mrs. Felicia D. Hemans, Casabianca [1849] In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the plain to the mountains. In the bed of the river there were pebbles and boulders, dry and white in the sun, and the water was clear and swiftly moving and blue in the channels. Troops went by the house and down the road and the dust they raised powdered the leaves of the trees. The trunks of the trees were too dusty and the leaves fell early that year and we saw the troops marching along the road and the dust rising and leaves, stirred by the breeze, falling and the soldiers marching and afterward the road bare and white except for the leaves. - Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms [1929] He lay flat on the brown, pine-needled floor of the forest, his chin on his folded arms, and high overhead the wind blew in the tops of the pine trees. The mountainside sloped gently where he lay; but below it was steep and he could see the dark of the oiled road winding through the pass. There was a stream alongside the road and far down the pass he saw a mill beside the stream and the falling water of the dam, white in the summer sunlight. - Ernest Hemingway, For Whom the Bell Tolls [1940] BUY VARYING HARE USED BOOK In the fall the war was always there, but we did not go to it any more. - Ernest Hemingway, In Another Country, a short story The strange thing was, he said, how they screamed every night at midnight. I do not know why they screamed at that time. We were in the harbor and they were all on the pier and at midnight they started screaming. - Ernest Hemingway, In Our Time [1925] Robert Cohn was once middleweight boxing champion of Princeton. Do not think that I am very much impressed by that as a boxing title, but it meant a lot to Cohn. He cared nothing for boxing, in fact he disliked it, but he learned it painfully and thoroughly to counteract the feeling of inferiority and shyness he had felt on being treated as a Jew at Princeton. - Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises [1926] The door opened, and the men of the congregation began to come out of the church at Peribonka. - Louis Hemon, Maria Chapdelaine [1913] (ch. I) One dollar and eighty-seven cents. - O. Henry (pseudonym of William Sydney Porter), The Gift of the Magi "I don't know what to say, my dear." - George Alfred Henty, In the Reign of Terror [1887] It was late in the afternoon in the spring of the year 1630; the hilltops of the south of Scotland were covered with masses of cloud, and a fierce wind swept the driving rain before it with such force that it was not easy to make way against it. - George Alfred Henty, The Lion of the North [1886] A mounted officer, followed by two orderlies, was proceeding at a brisk trot from Paris to St. Denis, in October, 1639, when he came upon a large party of boys, who, armed with sticks, were advancing in something like military order against a wall on the top of a low hill. - George Alfred Henty, Won by the Sword [1899] (ch. I) I shall begin my story with an experience I had when I was ten and attended our small town's Latin school. - Hermann Hesse, Demian [1923] The day had gone by just as days go by. I had killed it in accordance with my primitive and retiring way of life. - Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf [1927] I choose to record how Richard Count of Poictou rode all through one smouldering night to see Jehane Saint-Pol a last time. - Maurice Hewlett, The Life and Death of Richard Yea-and-Nay [1900] (book 1, ch. 1) I like this good man's account of leopards, and find it more pertinent to my matter than you might think. - Maurice Hewlett, The Life and Death of Richard Yea-and-Nay [1900] (book 1, exordium) It was no mere chance that, during the first decade of the new century, brought Mamba out of the darkness of the underworld into the light of the Wentworths' kitchen. - DuBose Heyward, Mamba's Daughters [1929] Amedeo Dorini, the hall porter of the Hotel Cavour in Milan, stood on the pavement before the hotel one autumn afternoon in the year 1894, waiting for the omnibus, which had gone to the station, and which was now due to return, bearing--Amedeo hoped--a load of generously inclined travelers. During the years of his not unpleasant servitude Amedeo had become a student of human nature. He had learnt to judge shrewdly and soundly, to sum up quickly, to deliver verdicts which were not unjust. - Robert Smythe Hichens, In the Wilderness [1917] (book I, ch. I) The fatigue caused by a rough sea journey, and, perhaps, the consciousness that she would have to be dressed before dawn to catch the train for Beni-Mora, prevented Domini Enfilden from sleeping. There was deep silence in the Hotel de la Mer at Robertville. The French officers who took their pension there had long since ascended the hill of Addouna to the barracks. The cafes had closed their doors to the drinkers and domino players. The lounging Arab boys had deserted the sandy Place de la Marine. - Robert Smythe Hichens, The Garden of Allah [1904] (bk. I, ch. I) When you are getting on in years (but not ill, of course), you get very sleepy at times, and the hours seem to pass like lazy cattle moving across a landscape. - James Hilton, Good-Bye, Mr. Chips [1934] (ch. 1) Displaying page 19 of 98 for this topic: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 [19] 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98
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