The Deemster: A Romance, Volume 2

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Chatto & Windus, 1887
 

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Page 222 - And when he came, lo, Eli sat upon a seat by the wayside watching: for his heart trembled for the ark of God. And when the man came into the city, and told it, all the city cried out. 14. And when Eli heard the noise of the crying, he said, What meaneth the noise of this tumult?
Page 129 - How?" " You must give yourself up to justice and take the punishment of the law. And so you will be redeemed, and God will forgive you." He listened, and then said: " And such is to be the end of our love, Mona, born in the hour of its death. You, even you, give me up to justice." " Don't say that. You will be redeemed by atonement. When Ewan was killed it was woe enough, but that you are under God's wrath is worse than if we were all, all slain." " Then we must bid farewell. The penalty of my crime...
Page 223 - Eli sat upon a seat by the wayside watching: for his heart trembled for the ark of God. And when the man came into the city and told it, all the city cried out. And when Eli heard the noise of the crying, he said, What meaneth the noise of this tumult ? And the man came in hastily, and told Eli. Now Eli was ninety and eight years old; and his eyes were dim, that he could not see. And the man said unto Eli, I am he that came out of the army, and I fled to day out of the army.
Page 82 - Whose son are you, young man?' And David answered, 'I am the son of your servant Jesse the Bethlehemite.' 18 1 When he had finished speaking to Saul, the soul of Jonathan was knit to the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul.
Page 112 - Mona ! Mona ! " in the same tremulous tone, but very clear and distinct. Then tremblingly Mona rose once more and went into her room, for thence the voice seemed to come. No one was there. The candle burned fitfully, and suddenly the child cried in its sleep — that strange night-cry that freezes the blood of one who is awake to hear it. It was very, very strange. Feeling faint, hardly able to keep on her feet, Mona went back to the sitting-room and opened the door that led into the hall. No one...
Page 279 - Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man ; so are children of the youth. Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.
Page 279 - Let not the waterflood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me. 16 Hear me, O LORD ; for thy lovingkindness is good : turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies. 17 And hide not thy face from thy servant ; for I am in trouble : hear me speedily.
Page 24 - Genesmere, flaming to fierceness. "Do I care for opinions? Only my own." The fierceness passed from his face, and he was remote from her again. Again he fell to musing aloud, changing from Mexican to his mother-tongue. "I wouldn't want to have to remember a thing like that." He stretched himself, and leaned his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands, the yellow hair hiding his fingers. She had often seen him do this when he felt lazy; it was not a sign by which she could read a spiritual standstill,...
Page 71 - Yes — and at once." In the pause that followed after his first cry of amazement, Dan thought only of the bad business of the killing of the oxen at the plowing match that morning, and so, in a tone of utter abasement, with his face to the ground, he went on, in a blundering, humble way, to allow that Ewan had reason for his anger. " I'ma blind headstrong fool, I know that — and my temper is — well, it's damnable, that's the fact — but no one suffers from it more than I do, and if I could...
Page 116 - Ewan is dead," he repeated in a murmur that came up from his heart. " The truest friend, the fondest brother, the whitest soul, the dearest, bravest, purest, noblest — O God ! O God ! dead, dead ! Worse, a hundredfold worse — Mona, he is murdered." At that she raised herself up, and a bewildered look was in her eyes. " Murdered ? No, that is not possible. He was beloved by all. There is no one who would kill him — there is no one alive with a heart so black.

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